King's soulmate

Vincent’s P.O.V.

“Smile please!”

Beta Arlo turned from the driving seat to click my picture; his toothy smile irked me.

“You blackmailed me with my mom’s order to attend this idiotic mating ball. What else do you want?”

The air inside our Range Rover crackled with tension as my sharp words hurled at him like a blade. But still, my Beta aka my official advisor was unfazed by my authority.

“Take it as an official meeting, Your Majesty. The Silver Claw pack’s territory is a rich business hub.

I have emailed the possible projects which we can discuss with Alpha Marco.”

After a three-hour, boring flight and thirty-minute drive, Arlo finally spilled the beans about the significance of this trip. I swiftly opened my laptop to study the proposal, numerous business opportunities instantly removed the haze of vexation.

“You should have told me before, Arlo!”

Hiding the glee of my inner businessman, I feigned anger and scolded him.

“You are my friend, that’s why I am sparing you. Otherwise, wasting my time is punishable by law.”

My busybody friend gaped dramatically, prolonging his words like a schoolboy.

“What’s the funnnnn without a little surprise, buddyyyy?

And we are going to search for our soulmates, it’s not a waste of time.”

The mere mention of the soulmate forced my lycan, Ares, out of his slumber. He became active in a heartbeat.

“I wish to see my Erasthai!”

Erasthai or soulmate, these terms were used for the fated mates in the lycan community. And just like their names, they were hard to find in this vast world.

Like me, I have been searching for my Erasthai since my eighteenth birthday. It’s been twenty years, and still, there was no sign of my soulmate!

My excitement to attend such events died down eventually when I realized that it was in vain, and a man could live happily without this blessing.

However, Ares had entirely different views from me.

“Our Erasthai will be the Queen, Vincent. I will not let you mark any other woman except her.”

I was reminiscing about the arguments of the past when Arlo suggested a method to gather the data of unmated shifters, increasing the chances of finding our soulmates.

His long enthusiastic speech was halted by my query,

“Currently, you have three girlfriends. And as the most prominent royal advisor, you can stick your d*ck wherever you want.

Do you wish to end your freedom so soon?”

Our car came to a grating stop as Arlo pulled the handbrake before the ball’s venue and scoffed,

“Trust me, Vincent.

Nothing tastes sweeter than a soulmate!”

...

Although Silver Claw Pack had spent a lot to decorate an acceptable venue, it was below average. The theme, color, and settings were childish, as if they had hired a college kid to arrange this event.

Anyway, I was there for business deals, this cheap setting was the least of my concerns.

Alpha Marco and his Luna welcomed me at the entrance. I ignored their sappy words and asked,

“Has the ball started?”

My query put a full stop to Alpha Marco’s welcome speech, his Luna spoke hurriedly.

“Not yet, Your Majesty. We were waiting for you.”

Another lie!

I could hear the tasteless music and mixed voices of girls and boys, enjoying the party.

Sensing my irritation, Arlo sped up the process on my behalf. We both entered the mini-hall full of young lunatics.

Teenagers and alcohol, this was a deadly combination for any blunder, I was super annoyed to see it in the ball. However, Ares tried to focus on a specific scent among the cocktail of pungent perfumes, I ignored his curisoity as he had a hobby of smelling around for our Erasthai in public.

As usual, different girls rushed towards me, but two barely dressed beauties successfully threw themselves at me before anyone else.

“Greetings, Your Majesty. I am...”

That Blondie was introducing herself when my eyes caught an unbelievable sight. Ares howled gleefully,

“Erasthai!”

A delicate girl dressed in an off-white mermaid gown was the one who responded to his call. Her lovely scent of lilac flooded my senses, exciting my body.

“Mate!”

Taken aback by the beauty of that masterpiece, I forgot to breathe for a second. It was like the whole annoying surroundings disappeared, leaving her with me.

Our eyes met and an electric shock coursed through my body, stimulating my lower region. That was it!

After twenty years, I had finally found my Erasthai!

But this breathtaking moment was ruined when I noticed a threatening presence around my Erasthai. A man’s arm around her waist burned me with rage, he was forcing her to drink a cocktail.

Seeing that audacious scene, a throaty growl escaped my mouth,

“Mine!”

In a jiffy, I flashed by her side, pushing that puny Alpha away. A part of me was at peace after securing her in my embrace. I turned my head and snarled at that rascal,

“How dare you poison my Erasthai with alcohol?”

My natural instincts kicked in as I could only see blood, demanding the head of that ruffian to avenge my Erasthai’s honor. The suffocating silence engulfed the party as Alpha bowed, baring his neck in submission.

“Liz was drinking nonstop, Your Majesty. I just grabbed her glass to stop her.”

The stench of alcohol clouding my Erasthai’s scent vouched for his statement, so I let him go. Then Alpha Marco tried to change the topic by focusing on Heaven’s grace.

“Congratulations on finding the Queen of the supernatural world, Your Majesty!”

Whatever!

Everyone in the hall knelt in respect as I picked up my Erasthai, walking towards the rooms for newly mated couples...