I am a Wattpad virgin. This is my first story so be gentle with me.
CHAPTER ONE- Goodbye is the saddest word I ever heard.
Place me like a seal over your heart,
like a seal over your arm;
for love is as strong as death,
it's jealousy unyeilding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire,
like a mighty flame.
Many waters cannot quench love;
rivers cannot sweep it away.
If one were to give all the wealth of one's house for love,
it would be uttelry scorned.
- the Bible, song of Solomon 8:6-5
Chloe's P.o.v
And so it is I am to be offered like a virgin sacrifice.
A mere pawn in a ludicrous transaction, a sweetener to the deal.
Damn it to hell I will not marry that arrogant bastard. No matter how substantial it is to holding the Treaty together, I will not do it. I wont.
Except I have no voice in the matter it is as all preordained, I must play my role. My part in a chain of events that have been taking place centuries before I was even born.
The irony is that turning eighteen is supposed to convey a sense of freedom but right now I feel far from free, I should be taking charge of my own life and yet here I am about to hand over my rights. Sighing to my self at the injustice of it all, I run my fingers through my mothers beautiful honey blond hair.
"Oh mom, please tell me what to do, I don't know what to do anymore".
Silence.
what did I expect. Really.
The vicious, warlike animosity between vampires and werewolves has been a perpetual occurrence for centuries, that shows no real signs it will ever cease. Such is the bitterness and resentment between our two races that it is a great miracle the Treaty has been in place for 90 years.
My father is alpha of the most powerful and influential pack of werewolves in the world, sort of like royalty in the werewolf race. In plans to strengthen and renew the Treaty, the vampire royal family and their council and my father and his pack, have been working on strategies to establish a more peaceful truce.
King Leonardo is the leader of the vampire race, a powerful and formidable man.
It was one of his prerequisites that before any negotiations could be made, it must first be agreed that i shall marry his eldest son prince Marco when I become of age.
The daughter of the werewolf alpha and the son of the vampire king, this should surely strengthen and harmonize relations between our races.
subsequent to that meeting I have been be throed to prince Marco since I was fourteen, preparing for the day I turn eighteen and move into the royal household.
I knew this day was coming and I knew what it meant for me and yet the thought of gathering the courage or the will to walk down those stairs and say goodbye to everyone and everything I have ever known will be a mighty task. A mighty task indeed.
The sound of Gravel crunching under car wheels pulls me out of my reverie.
oh god! no. no,no,no. I'm not ready.
Jumping of the bed and running to the window I pull back the curtains only to have my fear confirmed, pulling into the driveway is one of the cars from King Leonardo's palace, the royal insignia beaming in the sunlight.
