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(A/N the dress is of your choice, but that's just how I imagine it. Also the girl is of your choice)
Hopping into her bath, Aurora scrubbed vigorously, cleansing every inch of her body.
Today was the day; she'd expose herself to the public. Not in the literal sense, but every year she attended the King's Ball she would dress up in the most unattractive attire and hide herself in the corner of the hall. But this year was different. She turned 18 today, the age she would finally meet her soul mate. Though she preferred solitude, books played her heart. Allowing butterflies to swoon in her belly at the thought of a mate, making Aurora deliberately desire the unknown touch of her mate.
After finishing her bath, she quickly dried herself, with worries swimming through her head. Aurora was poor, unstable and the weakest wolf she'd ever met. Her mother died giving birth to her at only 7 months; bearing a very weak child with a faint heartbeat: Aurora. Her father took his life away a day after he learnt of his mate's passing, leaving poor Aurora alone in this world. Struggling through her childhood into her adolescence.
Aurora spent almost a month sewing her own dress with cheap fabric creating an utmost masterpiece. It was so beautiful leaving Aurora in awe and wondering if it had really been her hard work.
It was almost 8 pm, the appointed time of the ball. Slipping into her dress, she turned to glance at her appearance in the cracked mirror stand. Her eyes widens in shock and she cracks a wide smiles, eyes twinkling with genuine happiness. She was utterly breathtaking; the dress complimenting her hazel eyes of gold swirls and a sea of honey glaze, her plump pink lips and rose tinted cheeks.
Without a drop of any makeup; she was a sight of inquisitive ethereal, and even so she felt a sense of insecurity washing over her, questioning her perfection which was to her oblivion.
She takes a few minutes styling her hair and checking herself one last time, with a hopeful smile she leaves her shelter.
Walking past the guards; whom indeed left their sight lingering at Aurora for a bit too long as she clouded their minds with inappropriate visions.
Arriving at the ball, which had already been crowded, Aurora couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with a tad of happiness to receive the attentive eyes of all the wolves. The unmated's were filled with pure lust and hunger, the women with admiration, some in envy.
Nevertheless she caught the sight of every being present. Positioning herself far off at the corner of the room: her usual, she fidgeted nervously as the stares never resigned her figure.
About a half and hour later, with ensuring the presence of all he Kingdom; the gates close and the trumpets rise, indicating the King's entrance. Much to her denial, Aurora did have a tiny bit of crush on the King, for who didn't? He was exotic, with the eyes of a predator, swooning even the mated.
Slighting sniffing the atmosphere, she couldn't help but smell the unique scent of it. It made her wolf surface and howl within her; it brought her shivers. Aurora was smart enough to understand that her mate was in fact, present.
As if a cue, the Alpha King graced his kingdom along his arrival. The ball fell silent with their head bowed in respect; except for Aurora's, she was too dazed into the King's face, frantically, realizing that he indeed, was her mate.
His eyes swarmed all over the crowd, locating her within a second as her head held up high, too lost. Their eyes connected, shivers swimming through their bodies.
Realizing her action, Aurora immediately hung her head low. Two drum hits and everyone was seated. Aurora's heart fluttered, biting her lips unconsciously.
She stared blankly at her plate for the next 15 minutes while servants rushed and everyone chattered as the King clutched his specter tightly and intensely stared at his mate.
Few moments later, a man who seemed of a high rank; but not too high approached the flustered girl and uttered
"My lady, excuse me, but his Majesty would like your attendance by his side this instant."
Aurora quickly got up and passed by to reach the King's throne as eyes immensely stared at her. As she reached by the Alpha's side she held her dress and dipped down politely.
"Your Majesty." she asserted in acknowledgement; Aurora was glad the chattering hadn't stopped but she can feel their eyes on her.
"Full name?" he inquired
"Aurora Isabelle Williams, your Highness." she expressed.
"Aurora.." Zeus echoed her name darkly making her slightly squirm.
"From tomorrow onwards, you'll be working as a maid in this castle. You'll stay here over night and by tomorrow you'll have your requirements delivered by one of my men." he declared, making her eyebrows crease. Zeus noticed this overlooked reaction "Does my order bother you, Aurora?" he dared.
In return, Aurora shook her head violently "No! your Highness, I am very much honored to serve your Majesty."
"Ah.. I thought so." his didn't bat any eye, exposing his disinterest to his confused mate and kept a straight face towards his audience.
"You'll be escorted by my Delta, Bart." nudging his head to Bart's direction, leaving her no time to observe the Delta, he turned on his heels and muttered a 'follow me'.
Aurora clasped her hands together anxiously as she followed Bart down the hallways. Just as Aurora thought that this castle couldn't get any bigger, Bart held a door open to the room appointed. Aurora held a gasp at the sight of it. It was huge and tremendous and for a poor one like Aurora it was a scene to behold with wide pillars, golden walls, a king sized bed, a walk in closet. All this made Aurora stare in admiration at the marvelous art.
"For some reason, the Alpha assigned a separate guest room for you rather than the maid's quarter." Said Bart, shrugging in process, "Your stuff will arrive by tomorrow, for now good night, the ball will come to an end soon."
Aurora had turned to thank him only to realize that he was gone. Descending the stairs, Bart cursed under his breath for feeling too nervous around the young lady, but he couldn't help it, she was a vision to adore.
Aurora made her way to the bed, and laid on it, staring at the sophisticatedly painted ceiling.
Although she heard of Alpha Zeus's cruelty, she couldn't help but dodge that idea aside and smile at the thought of her mate. 'A mate' she smiled involuntarily and clutched her heart.
She got up realizing she needed a night gown for bed, luckily the closet had spare male and female clothing.
Slipping off her hard word, she stepped into her night gown and yawned making her way to the bed. She tucked herself in and her eyes fluttered shut due to her tiresome day.
"Maybe tomorrow will be a good day.." as she drifted off, but little did she know.
YOU ARE READING
The Flower Amongst Us
Werewolf"The first rule you should abide by is to not defy me." Zeus turns to look at the epitome of perfection in front of his gaze. He approached his tiny Mate, towering her, power radiating from his built body, and ever so slightly whispered venomously "...
