Marriage? More Like Punishment!

Marriage? More Like Punishment!

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"...what did you have to agree to, mom?" I asked, confused. The king was rarely so harsh on halfs, and especially with mere agreements. What could he possible want that could make my parents feel guilty? Especially something that concerned me! My mom gazed down at her hands again. "You're getting married in a month, Trina...to the king's son." ~> The rest "...I...I'm WHAT!?"
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Basilisk

He's just an Omega. Well he was just the second child, only boy, of the last Alpha Basilisk that lived. His father insisted on him having an arranged marriage, after all a link to the last Alpha would be a powerful thing. So he's dressed up, primped, polished and put on display for a Ball. His father hopes to find someone that will understand the complexity of the political ties. He was just hoping to find someone that he didn't get completely annoyed by. But then, things never go quite as planned. Love strikes but complications ensue. How does he find his happily ever after? Excerpt: "I told you to smile." My sister says poking me in the side. "Tell you what, let me pick your husband and I'll smile all you want." I snap at her. "Dad, how many more are there?" I complain. "Hush and smile." He says smiling as the next Alpha, yet another wolf stepped up. I could understand that people wanted the best for their races but I was not just a means to an end. To my relief I noticed that the line of limos had ended. Ten more smiles to strangers and I quickly hurried toward the nearest empty sitting room. Dropping down I groan and sigh. "You aren't done yet." My sister says standing arms crossed in front of me. Ellie was a very protective big sister but at times like this when duty was the important thing, she was a pain in the butt. "I just wanted a minute to sit and relax. I've been standing there for hours." I see her take a breath and relax. "I know this isn't what you wanted, or easy on you at all but you understand why it's being done like this, don't you?" "I understand and despite how offensive it is to be given away like a puppy for adoption, I've been good haven't I?" "Yes, but you could be a little friendlier to them."

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