CHAPTER 004

Damian POV

I stared at the girl sitting just opposite me, why was I drawn to her? There was this strange attraction I felt towards her and I couldn't understand it. But I wasn't destined to have a mate, so what could this attraction towards her be?

My phone rang, disrupting the thoughts that were running through my head, "Yes, Father, I'm on my way home." I answered without even looking at the screen.

Only the Wolf King could call me at any fucking time and I was quite aware that I had been out of the palace for nearly 20 hours, therefore prompting the call.

Yes, I'm the son of Wolf King Karlos of the Western pack tribe. Being the pack's tribe all the neighbouring packs rule under our guidance and control. My father might be the Powerful Wolf King, but he's suffering from an incurable curse that will soon take his life when he clocks 30 in a few months. Not just him; in fact, all the sons of the Royal have been placed under a curse.

The Royal family has been cursed by a powerful witch to die at the age of 30 without finding their true mate during the war between witches and werewolves; it is a curse that has existed in the Royal family for generations now. There is no way to break the curse as the witch who made the curse died in battle and the history about the curse or a way to break it has been wiped off. It has existed up to our 8th generation.

Well before each successor dies, they take up a chosen mate for their son that'll bore an heir for them and the Prince will be crowned as the next King. The former king celebrates their 30th birthday where they mysteriously give up the ghost. This has been going on for centuries and it was my turn to be crowned King after my father and take on a chosen mate as I was next in line to the throne.

My Dad had invited me to his office yesterday and reminded me of my responsibility to take up a chosen mate as my coronation was in 2 days. He proposed an arranged marriage to one of the Alpha's daughters but I had rejected it after the spoiled brat had drawn me up like a clown on our first blind date.

This decision had, therefore, put me out in the wild in search of a bride to be my Queen and the Luna of the Western tribe in two days.

I saw how her face lit up in surprise as the guard addressed me as the Prince. "Come on, let's go."

"What? Y.....your Highness, I can't come with you, please." She stammered, "I can't be seen frolicking with you. I'm thankful to you for saving my life."

What the heck was she doing? She needed to know that bringing her here was for a deal and she couldn't mess up.

"Hey, keep your thanks to yourself! I need you to do some important stuff and I'll explain to you when we get in. I don't go around saving people for free."

I looked behind my shoulders to see her running to keep up with my pace.

'What an obedient little wolf' I thought.

"Vivan!" I called for the maid's head.

"Yes, your Highness." She answered.

"I want you to take good care of her, she's my special guest. Clean her up and submit her to my room before nightfall. Is that clear?" I ordered, stealing glances at the woman beside me.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The meeting with my father was one of the most exhausting; he had called me in to ask about my whereabouts last night and also reminded me of my coronation in two days'' time.

3 months from now was his 30th birthday and he needed to crown me as King as soon as possible. It was funny how I told him I had found a wife already and he requested to see her at dinner tomorrow.

I walked into the room to find her admiring the painting on my wall, "you're a fan of still-life drawing?" On hearing my voice, she flinched.

"Your Highness. I...I'm sorry for being so disrespectful." she stammered, bowing down to apologize.

"There's nothing disrespectful in admiring paintings."

Surprised, she shifted, uncomfortable, "Okay, sir."

The atmosphere was tense but I needed to tell her about my decision and to make it quick. "As you already know, I'm the Wolf Prince and I saved your life not once but twice. I have a really small request."

Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at me, "Sir! A request?"

I dropped the contract papers on the table, "Be my Luna for 3 months, it's the price you'll have to pay for saving your life."

I saw how she swallowed and looked at me in surprise, "I should....be your Luna?" She stammered.

'Progress, this means that she was going to consider it.' I walked towards the window, "of course, you heard me right."

She tried to say, "I...I'm sorry, sir, but you're mistaken. I-"

"It's the only way you can repay me. I doubt there'll be anything I need from a weak omega like you besides this." Through the corner of my eyes, I saw as she cowered in fear, "I'll send in the maids to come prepare you tomorrow as the King has requested to see you at dinner."

She muttered, "Okay, sir. I'll do as you've said sir, to repay you for saving my life."

"Okay then. Sign this!" I dropped the contract papers on the table.

"A contract? I... I thought I was repaying you for saving my life." She stared at me in disbelief.

"Of course you are and that's the reason we need a written agreement. No emotions attached. Just a contract marriage for 3 months."

She nodded meekly and shakily as she signed the papers.

"Good." I retracted the paper. "The maids will clean you up and get you prepared for tonight. We need to see an important person."

I leaned closer, breathing harshly into her ear, "I'll introduce you as my wife so you better don't fuck this up."