I felt happy for my son, the pack needs someone like her. Especially at this time, I knew they were mates when I saw how they looked at each other, I made sure she was clueless as well as him. I know that they will find out soon anyways. My wolf told me their wolves will awaken soon. Thankfully it didn't take long to find his mate, we might not have made it. He'll have to marry her tomorrow. I'll have to lock them in together.
When they shift, they'll immediately mark and mate as they won't be able to control their wolves. I need to see them right before that happens to tell them everything, I can feel it.. my wolf and I.. we've been fighting to live to that moment but I know I won't make it to see their wolves. I've been dying and war is coming, we have two allies and three going to strike when my reign ends.
Even odds, either side could win. I wanted him to live normally and it turns out that she was mistreated and she was also kept in the dark. I've already informed my Beta that he'll have to come in and retrieve my body, I'm sure that my death will cause their wolves to awaken. They will have to deal with a pack kingdom, a baby thanks to the arrival of their wolves and the war. I just hope I made the right decision to keep him in the dark.
"TOMORROW!? DAD, I THOUGHT YOU SAID WHEN I TURN 18!!" I shout at my father, who is on the chair in front of me. "The Stakes Have Been Raised! What Else Could I Have Done!?" my father replies, half shouting, half almost crying. "I just met her! How am I supposed to get her to marry me? What about her parents? Have you even talked to them about this?" I asked him, a little angry and a little curious. "I already discussed it with her parents, they've agreed as long as you produce an heir by the time you're twenty they don't care.. as far as the girl goes, neither of you have a choice, so I suggest you suck it up and marry her, you like her don't you" he finished firmly "why do I have to marry tomorrow, father?" I asked, more softer and respectful as if not to anger him more. Curiosity still burned in me from all the unanswered questions father postponed but conveniently forgot about, even though I kept asking him "well.." he replied hesitantly
"If I were to tell you that, then what fun would it be?" he finished, chuckling the tense subject off. "I'm sixteen now, I have done all you asked of me. Why won't you answer my question?" I asked as my father sighed "I will answer all of your questions after you marry, so don't forget them" he answered truthfully. I smiled thankfully and I hugged him as he laughed.
I woke up to the gentle touch of the maid's hand as she stroked my straight blonde hair away from my face but because of the way I had it styled, it just fell back down. "It's time, you must change, I will make sure neither you nor she, shall see each other till the walk down the aisle" I looked at my maid as she prepared for me for my wedding.
"You look deep in thought" she commented "it's nothing" I said trying to cover up my lie with a smile. She looked at me with narrowed eyes and I could tell that she didn't believe me, though I wasn't surprised, she had always been able to tell when I was lying. She sighed, letting the subject go as she most often does. "Now I know that you're getting married at such a young age but that doesn't mean you're going to start dressing yourself" she informed me firmly and before I could comment, she continued "and don't go making no babes before you turn eighteen" she finished firmly "I won't" I answered, though not as sure as I sounded.
A knight came into the room with a couple of different prince attires for me to try on, I saw one with blue "I want to try this one on first" I said pointing to it, the guard handed it to me and then stepped out to give us some privacy. "Interesting pick young prince" she spoke formally for the guards could still hear "you made a wise decision sire" she said as she changed me into the clothing I chose. I blush a light pink "I don't know what you're talking about… and besides, she doesn't like me too much" I said, my heart pounding just to think of her "maybe not, but it seems the sire fancies her" she chuckled at my embarrassment, we spoke no more of the topic, seeing as I was redder than an apple. So when she finishes, she finally lets me look in the obsidian as she combs my hair "very handsome indeed" she comments, I stare at the sideways cut of my hair, my bangs somewhat covering my brown eyes.
I look away from the obsidian for fear of becoming self conceited "why do you think father wants to get me married so badly?" I ask as she shakes her head in defeat "I don't know sire, and at such a young age too" she responds as she escorts me to the guards right outside the bedroom. She follows behind the guards that circumference me, leaving a respectful distance between as I discover that I made the correct decision in letting the others decorate the field in which we will have the wedding and I can't help but wonder if she'll be happy.
'even if it's a forced marriage, she should at least be happy on our wedding day' I thought. My mind drifted to the way she looked, her blue eyes, I felt strangely pulled to her.