Fallen but never Forgotten

Chapter 3

Aurelia howled in delight as her human half felt her own icy blue eyes turn to a shade of gold.

A suit of armor protected his light neutral skin and he seemed to be taller than Raven, his shoulders broad and tense.

The face of his mate was gorgeous, to say the least, yet it was set in a stoic expression as he stared at Raven before making a turn to another hallway, leaving her bewildered.

A mate is a werewolf's potential partner, only the Moon Goddess has the power to pair two wolves.

When a werewolf rejects their mate, they are fated to life-long suffering, depression, and even death since their wolf halves leave them. It is almost similar to the process of being a rogue yet harder.

Although there are still lucky werewolves who are predestined to have a second mate or survive the loneliness by having another partner, the chances are actually low.

To find their mate, a werewolf could sense them by scent or touch. When accepting them, they could go through the process of mating and then bare pups. Only a mate can satisfy their partner the way they do.

The way Raven sees it, it wasn't going well.

'Of all the places, it was Royal pack!' She thought. 'In the castle, no less!'

This wasn't a part of her plan. Surely, this bond would interfere with the flow of it.

With the things that happened with her life, she did not expect to find her mate at all. Some were just bound to be lone wolves. Raven thought she was or maybe even hoped to be one of them, she didn't deserve a mate at all.

The knight who escorted them inside stopped and knelt when a man with long brown hair and shiny rings around his fingers came their way.

"Beta Royal Alos Demarc." He bared his neck, a sign of submission.

Since the Beta Royal had higher authority over them, they all knelt and bared their necks. Alos Demarc, the name had left Aurelia growling, she didn't want to kneel in front of a cold-blooded murderer. Raven held her wolf back and closed her eyes before it turns golden.

'Not now.' She reminded Aurelia. 'We have no right to stand against the Beta Royal.'

While Beta is the second highest among a pack, Beta Royal is the second highest among the werewolf kingdom. Alos Demarc might be a duke in terms of wealth but he was granted the position of Beta Royal from all the dukes and duchesses of the Royal pack. Thus, he became the right-hand of the Alpha King.

"Please rise." They followed his command as he waved dismissively. "Unfortunately, his Majesty regrets to say that he has an urgent meeting to attend to at this moment and hopes to send his regards."

"We understand." The Gamma replied and both of them had engaged in a conversation, discussing the schedule and the rooms they'll stay in.

"Dame Raven Flarring." He called and Raven approached.

"At your command, your Grace." She put a hand over her chest and bowed slightly then felt the Beta Royal scan her up and down. She had scars hidden under the heavy suit of armor and sleeves while her expression no signs of revolution or annoyance.

"So your little wolf has a voice, ey? I always thought she would be more... interesting." The Beta Royal commented but their Gamma only nodded and cleared his throat as if nervous to speak.

Raven will not provoke them.

"Command your troops as you please, the knight of Royal pack will escort you to the barracks where you'll settle, then shall we meet in three hours at the dining hall."