LOGINAlpha Kings POV
“There are rumours about it,” One of the Advisers said.
The Alpha Kings sat on their thrones listening to the report.
“We need accurate information, not speculation,” Matthew said sternly.
“The possibility of war happening is greater than it not happening,” another adviser said, and there were hushed conversations.
“Silence”, Matthew commanded.
The Night Moon Alpha is a ruthless King. He is known for his fury, and any city he goes to war with is always left destitute. A few months ago, he sent a spy to reconnoitre the city of The Last Growl, but when he was found, Fred, out of rage, executed the spy and is now leaving them thinking about the possibility of war.
“Is there any solution?” Ezekiel asked.
“Yes, one needs a Luna queen,” one of the advisers said.
“This will strengthen our alliance and also widen our chances”. Another chipped in
Ezekiel and Matthew have both made up their minds not to mate. They both agreed for a reason.
“Any other solution?” Ezekiel asked calmly, and the whole room was quiet. There was nothing they could do, and the fate of their kingdom was in their hands.
“We don't believe in fate, mate, so inform me about a strong alliance we can make,” Matthew said.
“The heiress of the hunted mellow pack is a great fit,” another adviser said.
“We will host a ball and invite them, there you will meet your mate,” another adviser said.
Ezekiel knew holding a lavish ball would bring unwanted attention, so he thought of a good diversion. He told his brother that they should invite everyone instead, from the poor to the middle class to higher society. The more the merrier,
“I think it would be a good idea,” Matthew agreed.
Ezekiel smirked and was content knowing he had brought up a good distraction.
“Send invites to everyone, too,” Ezekiel said.
“Everyone?” One of the advisers asked in disbelief.
“Yes, every single person”, Ezekiel answered.
They bowed, and one by one they left the two brothers alone to talk.
“As this is a mating of convenience, I think we should get to one mate,” Matthew said.
“I agree, I don't want to ruin two women's lives”, Ezekiel verbalized.
“We should be prepared for anything, Brother”, Matthew advised while getting up to leave.
As soon as Matthew was clear of Ezekiel’s sight, he bellowed for a guard.
“Guard, bring me an omega girl, this instant ”, Ezekiel yelled.
And before the blink of an eye, an innocent, petite girl came marching toward Ezekiel, “I enjoy watching you cower in fear, Kneel in front of me”, Ezekiel commanded, and she did just that. Omegas are the weakest and lowest rank of wolves. They are often used as servants.
“You are so weak, I doubt if you will be able to handle it.
Take it in”, Ezekiel commanded. She took his hard cock in his mouth, and he growled in pleasure. He pushed her head back and forth, enjoying the warmth of her mouth.
“More, you weakling, More”, Ezekiel yelled as she kept deep-throating him, and tears fell from her eyes. Ezekiel groaned as he released his cum in her mouth, and she licked and swallowed every bit of it.
“Now leave”, Ezekiel commanded. Omegas had no right to speak in front of the highest rank of the pack.
The invitations were sent out, and it was the talk of the town. Everyone wanted to know what the occasion was. The news spread quicker than wildfire.
Preparations were being made. The Alpha of the hunted mellow pack accepted the invitation, and everything was set for the day.
The day came, and the decorations were crafted beautifully, surrounding the room in opulence. Everything was sparkling, from the chandeliers that emitted a captivating essence to the flowers that had been perfectly placed from one corner to another.
The Alpha and the Luna Queen of the Hunted mellow pack, accompanied by their daughter, the heiress, and a few of their companions, arrived shortly after the celebration started. The heiress was an average-looking lady with long blonde hair, just as they went to welcome their very important guests.
Ezekiel noticed a captivating figure standing amid the crowd. Her lavender dress seemed to complement her body, her beautiful, long, unique hair, and her presence exuded perfection. She looked happy to be there; it was obvious that it was her first time.
“Matt, look at that beauty”, Ezekiel whispered to Matthew while pointing towards the beautiful girl’s direction.
Matthew was lost for words as she had been the most beautiful girl he had ever seen; something about her pulled him.
He cleared his thoughts and nudged Ezekiel, reminding him about what the night's arrangement was.
Ezekiel was forced to focus, but in the blink of an eye, he saw her dancing with another man and, on an impulse, he walked over to the ravishing young lady and asked: “Can I have this dance?”
The young lady agreed to my delight. Everyone stopped dancing as soon as they saw them,
They moved gracefully on the dance floor. He brought his lips close to her ears.
“What is your name?”Ezekiel asked.
“Rebecca, what is yours?” Rebecca asked him.
“Hm, Rebecca, what a perfect name for a perfect young lady, I'm Ezekiel .”
Her eyes widened at the revelation. She finally knew this was one of the Twin Alphas, and in their dancing position, she bowed her head in respect.
“That's okay,” Ezekiel said with a smile on his face.
“It is an honour dancing with Your Majesty” Rebecca bent her head and said
“And it is a pleasure dancing with you, Miss Rebecca”, Ezekiel replied. Rebecca smiled awkwardly and nodded.
“Do you know that man you were dancing with?” Ezekiel asked curiously.
“No, your Majesty,” Rebecca replied sharply.
He looked and checked her hair and saw he was mateless. He went on to compliment her, “You’re beautiful, Rebecca”, Ezekiel teased.
“All thanks to the moon goddess,” Rebecca said nervously.
As the music stopped, they both bowed, and Ezekiel left the dance floor and walked towards his brother, who had been standing with the Alpha of the Hunted Mellows and discussing their future alliance.
“This is why we're offering a mating contract to your daughter,” Matthew said.
“Oh, I understand, but it is really up to her, The Alpha of the Hunted Mellows disclosed.
They went over to her, and they both bowed in respect.
“We want to offer you a mating contract to be our mate and become the Luna Queen of this pack,” Matthew said.
“I always wanted a mate I will truly love,” the heiress said.
“I believe with time, Love can blossom”, Ezekiel chipped in.
“I will need time to decide now if you will excuse me,” The heiress said, and she left their side to go stand with her father.
With his side eyes, Matthew noticed the girl who had been dancing with his brother entering one of the mansion halls, and he sneakily followed her quickly.
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