Zoya's POV
"Babe, there is something I want to tell you." Matt, my charming handsome mate said with a smile on his face as I stared at him anxiously.
"What is it about?" I raised a brow.
"It's about our marriage…." He began.
Butterflies had already started welling in my tummy on hearing his statement.
"My parents had finally agreed with my decision. They said I can get married to whoever I want." He said with excitement lingering in his voice.
"Wait…. Are you serious?" I closed my mouth, unable to hold my happiness.
"This has been something we have been fighting for, for two years now." I reminded him and he nodded.
"We are mates yet they don't want us to be together. Is it because of my position or something?" I curled my lips and he smirked.
"Not that, I think my parents were insecure. Like, what if you're cheating on their son." He wiggled his brows and I laughed.
"Never. I can never do that." I embraced him happily and he stroked my back. Soon, he started pulling me away.
"But…" he trailed off, his facial expression changing gradually.
"But what?" I stared at him anxiously, wondering what was going on in his head but he left his statement incomplete.
"Is it about my parents?" I raised a brow and he nodded. Then, I sighed.
"Matt." I quickly grabbed his hands.
"I know my parents, my father in particular, isn't in support of our union but there's a way to convince him, don't you think so?" I began, giving him a long look but he pinned his eyes to the ground.
He was my mate, after being betrayed by my human boyfriend, I returned to the pack and was blessed with a mate, a handsome mate to be precise. I would never want to lose him for anything in this world nor do I want him out of my sight.
"My mother loves us, she is in support of us. I can tell her about your proposal and she knows the way into my dad's heart to convince him." I concluded.
"I will trust you then." He squeezed my hands, flashing me a sad smile.
"We are destined mates, we are meant for each other, Matt. I'm not going anywhere, you are mine." I confessed to him again and he pulled me into an embrace.
I could hear his heart beating rapidly like it would jump out from his chest.
Does his heart beat this much because of me?
I wondered as my face flushed.
"I love you so much, babe. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you." He whispered lovingly to my ear and I chuckled.
"Just a little time. My father won't have anything to say, especially when my mum and your parents try to persuade him." I assured him.
"I've to mark you, babe. We have been together for more than three years." He sounded as though he was annoyed. I laughed at the one that fit.
"And I have been patiently keeping myself for you. We are almost there." Smile engulfed my face as we locked gazes.
"So, I will…" he trailed off as we heard rustling sounds from the bush.
It would be the end of us if any of my father's warriors caught us together.
"My lady…!" It was my handmaid, Stella, she was breathing heavily.
I had asked her to keep watch for us while I secretly met with Matt.
"Stella, what is it?" I asked her anxiously, staring at her.
"You have to come with me, my lady." She urged me.
"Did something happen?" Matt's voice found its way into our conversation.
"Yes, it's Lady Camilia, she has returned. And… and she's saying something awful to…" She kept on stuttering and I rolled my eyes sarcastically.
I knew my sister, Camilia, like the back of my hand. She was full of evil.
But why was she back?
She was banished from the pack five years ago, when I returned from the human realm because she tried to seduce and covet an Omega's mate.
My father said her sentence will last for ten years. I sighed heavily, unable to think of a reason that caused her to resurface.
I turned to Matt, his facial expression looked timid and cold.
"I…" As soon as I touched him, he shivered.
"Are you okay?" I looked at him, worried.
"Yeah." His smile seemed forced. "I'm fine." He assured me with a short nod.
"We will see at the festival tonight. I have to leave." I said and he nodded.
I rushed into the Alpha district, servants kept greeting me in the hallway which I retaliated with smiles.
Aron, my father's right-hand man, was standing by the door when I arrived.
"Uncle Aron, is my father inside?" I asked with curiosity lingering in my voice.
"Yes. He is having a meeting with your mother and…" I didn't listen to his statement completely as I knocked on the door and went in without waiting for a response.
"Hey, sweet sister." Her dirty mischievous voice greeted me as a pretentious smile rested on her face.
"Father. Mother." I bowed.
"Zoya, what are you doing here?" My father, Alpha Richard, questioned me in disgust.
"I'm here because something unexpected has happened." They looked at me with interest.
"Camilia's sentence is supposed to last for ten years. She has more seven years to stay there, why is she back?" I questioned them anxiously and my father laughed. Camilia followed.
"Sister, aren't you happy to see me?" Camilia raised a brow.
"Besides, she also has some news for us." My mother chirped in, with her beautiful smile which always softened my heart.
"Well, before she announces her news, I also have one to share." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh?" My father's mouth circled.
"Matt and I are getting married soon." I spilled bluntly, looking serious.
"What?" My father's eyes widened in shock while Camilia closed her mouth, my mother didn't look surprised because she saw it coming.
We were mates after all, but was this how simple my life was meant to be?