Cursed Mate

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ted lowly as I stared at myself through the

for the event," mother cheered b

own that you are wearing mum," I argued, wishing she changed

d the chance, they would even turn a normal breakfast into a b

hook me up with one of his daughters?" I peered curiou

ess daily that you are not mated to a woman like them," she turned he

are ready.

But other packs in the country will be there so give them your best at

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u get to the event, refer to me as Luna Diane of Shadow pack," she

ooked good on tux and I was aware of that fact. But the moon goddess knew how much I hated anything that wo

ory for hunting seasons but Growlers pack had already used a huge portion of their land to build a village for its people. But hey, who am I to judge? "Ah, the Shadow pack. Thank you for honoring us with your presence," queen Vivian spoke with a thick British accent. She wore a big ball gown and wore her hair up with a crown on top of it. Showing off, as expected. "Why thank you so much, your dress is lovely," my mother spoke so nicely to the woman that I could almost perceive her deception. "Thank you. It is the only one of its kind. Our royal tailor made it specially for me," the queen bragged and I resisted the urge to scoff. "It suites you perfectly," mother chuckled. "Thank you, this way and I will personally show you to the hall," she offered, showing us the way into the huge castle. Entering its hallway, there were a few people, all of them busy with one thing or another. But most of them were found cleaning the furniture on the walls. They were all werewolves like us, there was a rule against taking in humans as hostages, all was to keep balance between the humans and werewolves. It would have been the same for vampires but they were always thirsty. The castle was mostly decorated with ornamental flowers, even the paintings on the walls were paintings of flowers. Only a few frames showed portraits of past rulers of the pack and even one had a picture of the moon goddess herself. "Mother," someone called out. We had not even gotten half way into the hallway when they called for the queen. Abruptly, we all turned towards the direction of the voice. One of the daughters of the king and queen, anyone could see the striking resemblance, plus they had similar scent. "I have been looking everywhere for you, father seeks your attention at the moment," the girl who was about 17 years old rushed to her mother. She had blonde hair and just like her mother, she wore an overly exaggerating gown. "Alright Bridget, handle our guest for me. Will you?" The queen asked but did not wait for her reply before walking away briskly. Mother and I awkwardly watched as the woman went out of sight. They had to be one of the most disorganized people. "You must be Jason! I have heard so much about you," Bridget shrieks and I winced. We already had sensitive hearing and most people still chose to yell. She grabbed onto my hand and began to pull me to only God knows where. I turned to my mother to help but she winked my way and watched the girl continue to drag me. It was going to be a long day for me. ~JACOB~ "Can we talk?" Shawn came up to me. I looked at him worriedly but nodded. "Of course, what's wrong?" I asked, giving my total attention to him. "Can we go somewhere more private?" Shawn whispered in my ear and I could hear as his voice trembled. It scared me to know he was worried about something, and I wanted to resolve it fast. I looked back to Daniel, pleading with him silently th