Chapter Two

* Zed *

I don't feel the urge to get up and start the day, even when my father had already announced that this day is going to be my wedding day since a few years ago. But the noise of the servants going back and forth from a few meters away is already vivid in my sensitive ears. I let out a grunt and opened my eyes to get up with only my boxers on. My feet headed straight to the front door of my bedroom and I opened the door.

"Good morning your majesty!"

There was a slight tremble in their voices as they bowed their head and greeted me. One male and three female lower-class wolves, ready to serve me with the white suit on their hands and the new shoes along with other things that I have to use. "Morning! Come inside, get the things ready while I am taking my shower."

I turned around and headed to my bathroom, groaning with dislike. If only I could avoid this day from happening. But my father has made me swear, and an Alpha is not going to turn back against his words. If I had not given him my word, I wouldn't have inherited the throne. Even when there are only two of us next to the throne, my father wouldn't give it to my younger sibling who is a she wolf. Then who else could stand as the Alpha King if not me?

My father's distant relatives are in other regions, and they can take over if the worst comes to worst. However, I am not giving up on the throne just because I have a chosen bride whom my father bought when I was young. I don't know the exact reason or the circumstances that rendered him to buy such a low-class wolf but he said she was special. Special? I guess all shewolves are special if we are only talking about the thing in between their legs. I smirk and finish up with my shower before going out with only the small towel that covers my lower body.

"Your majesty, the things are ready. Your suit and everything, I sent the others away as they are not needed."

There were only two servants left, one male and an older female. I briefly nodded and took underwear from the walk-in closet's drawer. I put it on first before turning towards him.

"Send her away too, I think you will do just fine. I am not sure why my father has sent you all to help me, this is just a normal day."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The male servant signals the older woman to go ahead, and so she bows her head to me and walks out to the door. I could feel her relief while walking, as most of the servants felt a weighed on their chests as they faced a powerful wolf to serve. I sat down in the chair in front of the mirror and began to put on my socks which the male servant handed to me.

The next thing I wear is the trousers and then an inner shirt before the complete set of the white suit. I didn't bother to choose my attire for today, I just had the servants choose for me and my father's butler the old wolf Haris help with the selection. After less than ten minutes, I'm ready to go out. The slave bows his head in recognition.

"I think my work here is done Your Majesty, I shall take my leave and inform your father that you are ready."

I look at the appearance in front of me through the glass mirror and wave my hand. "Don't bother going to my father, he is already coming."

From a distance on the upper left wing of the Palace, I could recognize my father's footsteps. The slave smiled and took a step backward. After he left I walked towards the counter of my room and took a glass then poured myself a single shot of whiskey. It only took a couple of seconds then my father got inside the room.

"I'm glad to see you are ready."

His voice still held dominance, despite his old age. I turned around to see him in his grey suit with a cane in his right hand. The only things that make him look older than me are his white hair and the few wrinkles on the corners of his eyes.

"Ready just like you ask father."

I let his eyes circle me and with a heavy sigh, he turned around. "It wouldn't hurt for you to act like you are at least a bit excited for this moment."

I didn't hide my dislike and my hatred towards this wedding but I didn't want to get stripped of the title of the Alpha King so I had to shut my mouth and follow my father.

"You know of all people that would be impossible Father. I only agreed to this because of my title and the words that you cannot take back. But to be excited and to like that woman?"

I shook my head while following his footsteps, outside my chambers the butler was standing waiting for us.

"Your majesty, everything is ready at the altar, and a few more minutes till the bride will arrive."

My father taps his hand on the butler's shoulder ignoring my comments earlier. "Thank you, Haris."

The butler bows his head to us. "Always a pleasure your majesty."

I nodded towards him while he followed us outside of the Palace. I instructed the servants to decorate the back garden for the ceremony to be held. None of the outsiders were invited. It would be just me, my father, my sister Zeina, selected high-ranking warriors, and my Beta who are already waiting for us.

My father cleared his throat as we approached the small gathering. "This isn't even fit to be called a wedding. You are not ashamed of yourself for only making a ceremony as poor as this?"

I smirk and walk beside him. "It's private father, there is no need to let the whole world know of my wedding. We are not in love, you only purchased this she-wolf from a low-class family so don't expect that I would give a grand wedding for her."

"Welcome your Majesty!"

The small crowd greeted us but my father wave his hand to let them stay seated.

The wolf priest acknowledged our presence and my father had no time to argue as he followed the butler to the seat intended for him, beside Zeina. My sister smiled and kissed him on the cheek to control whatever anger he had from the words that I just said. I stand beside the wolf priest as he reads the book of our Moon Goddess.

I looked around me as we waited for the bride to come, my bride to be exact. My patience is tested for a few minutes before Beta Ousof's mind link me. "Your majesty we are getting out of the car now, your bride is heading that way."

My eyes move towards the entrance from the big Palace that leads a path to us. All eyes from the wolves invited as well as my father and mine were focused on the path, waiting for the bride to come in. As the music started to play in the air she came out with slow calculated steps.

Her white dress I don't recall who of the servants chose fits her annoyingly perfectly. I can tell that the wench has a perfect body based on how she managed to sculpt the dress with her figure. But I couldn't see her face well as her head was slightly bowed lower. She was walking alone, and before I knew it. My father stood up to walk towards her.

"I'm sorry that you have to come alone. If you please, hold my arm so I can guide you towards the altar."

I can hear my father's voice as I silently curse at the back of my head. "Oh, thank you your majesty sir. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The woman speaks with a slight tremble in her voice but without hesitation, she holds my father's arm and walks towards me. Our eyes meet, and I couldn't believe the beauty of the damned poor wolf. Her face is not even tainted with makeup but it's a beauty that no wolf would ever take his eyes away from. Something in my gut tells me that she is not ordinary, not when her brown eyes held mine. They were brown and they sparkled like the precious stones inside my late mother's jewelry box.

How on earth does a she-wolf like her hide far away from the Palace? I gritted my teeth, not because I was annoyed by her. But because of the things that I swore not to do with her.