She Is Mine Alone

She Is Mine Alone

Ella2

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"I didn't marry you because I love you, but because I was forced by my father to do so, so you have to keep your distance from me, So here and now, I, Melvin Zest from the Peking pack reject you, Audrey, from the mekreh pack as my mate!!" In two different packs the moon goddess had joined different mates together, but the Alpha seems to have a hard and rough past implicating them to reject their mate.... What will happen to them? Would there be a love rival? What is the past related to four of them?

Chapter 1 1

Audrey's pov*

I sat still as the maid dressed me up, I was decorated with ornaments all over my body, I wore a long tight red wedding dress that had no hands revealing my shoulder.

Today is going to be the day my Father would be selling me out for wealth. My father is a king, but a king in a small pack. For greediness and wealth he sold of all his daughters to rich men far and wide the pack and doesn't even care how we feel

"Audrey!!" My immediate elder sister called my name immediately she entered her room

Am Audrey, a werewolf and a weak one, we are Known to be called the Omega, these are Werewolf who have no say in anything, we were weak and have no skills in fighting and controlling our wolf form, unlike the Alpha, which is the strongest, the Beta, delta and the rest of them who are way more stronger.

"Please leave us" She instructed the maids who were helping me dress up, and in return of training respect that had, they bowed down to her and left

"Are you fine?" She asked with concern

How would I be okay, when I am getting married to someone I don't know.

"What about mom?" I asked her, changing the question she asked

"You know there is nothing mom can do about it, we all have to accept our fate" Kelly, cupped my face with her hands

"I'm sorry I can't do anything about it, but I know that one day Father will regret it," she said. I smiled at her, she was the best sister I have ever had

"Do you know the person is getting married too?" I asked because Kelly had been the one leading our troops to war, she is a Beta werewolf, so she is supposed to know many of the men. She was more like a Man in the form of a lady, many suitors had come for her, but father would not let her marry any, because he needed her in the pack.

"According to father, he is an Alpha and his pack is the largest and head of all packs, so you don't have to worry, you are getting married to a rich family" She wanted me to feel better, but I wasn't feeling it

What if the man doesn't love me?, I heard he was forced to pick a wife too, what if I get treated badly in his pack

As if sensing my mind, Kelly made me stand up and smiled at me

"There isn't any"if" in life, you get treated badly, write a letter and send to me, and I promise to deal with anybody that hurt my sister" She said with pride, I felt stabbed in the heart and hugged her tightly "if I could only fight for myself"

"It's okay Audrey, I need to leave now before your greedy father starts looking for me" She release herself from the hug

"Now smile!" She commanded me with a huge smile on her face, I didn't want her to get all worked up about me, so I smiled faintly, she looked at me once more before stumping out of my room, and I was left again to wonder with my thoughts.

Not long after Kelly left, the maids came back into my room

"My lady, your father said to tell you that, you shouldn't do anything that would implicate embarrassing him"

That's all he loves, all he wants is his happiness, he doesn't think about our feelings, I wonder if we were really his daughters. What should I do? Should I run away? But where do I run to, I Know nobody, I was more like a prisoner in my pack.

I didn't know when tears rolled down my eyes and Nica rushed to me

"I am sorry my lady, I didn't know what I said would have hurt you, I shouldn't have said it"

I don't blame her, it was her job to say whatever the Almighty King ask her to do, if doesn't want to receive a though punishment

"Why me Nica?, Why us? Aren't we like other pack princesses, why do they have to choose the one they love and father choose for us, was it our fault that our pack isn't rich and powerful?" I lamented heavily, the burden was too much to bear. Nica sat down with me on the bed and placed my head on her chest, as she comforted me. It wasn't something a maid and a princess are to do, but I don't care anymore I really need someone who would comfort me.

The door to my room opened, revealing to my mom, she was the last wife of my father. My father had married two wives before my mother, He was an Alpha, he could Marry as many wife as he wants, Men had privilege to do so, but Women are regarded as nothing, we were just use to fill up empty spaces

"Audrey!!" She came close to me and hugged me tight. She was crying, which mother would be happy to see her daughter taken away by an unknown by force, just because the father had made the other

"You don't have to worry about anything, I begged Kelly to escort you back to where you would get married, and she would come see you Everytime" Mom said as she patted me on my back, I was relieved a little, at Least I would be seeing a part of my family member.

"You just have to be yourself, Everything would be fine" that Same word I would never believe

The door opened again, and a maid came in

"My lady, your groom has arrived" she bowed down and left. Today is going to be a day I would never forget a new beginning of my life

"Don't be nervous Audrey, let's go" she held my hands and helped me up, and we headed to the throne hall, where the wedding is going to be held.

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