The day I turned 18 was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. The beginning of my future with my mate but it all turned to hell when I was rejected. He wanted someone powerful, someone equal to him. An accessory that could help him gain power...
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All lycans and wolves had to arrive at the ball in the castle ballroom at around seven pm that evening. Rissa and I were going to spend the day pampering ourselves and getting ready. After breakfast that day the two of us went into town to get manicures done. I got a medium coffin-shaped set of matte red nails to match my dress. We also got both our hair and makeup done to match our dresses. Back in my room at the castle, Rissa brought her dress with her so we can get ready together and put the final touches on our looks.
"That dress looks amazing on you," I said to Rissa who was wearing a blush pink ball gown.
"Back at you" she replied.
It had been our little routine that we would hook arms with each other while we walked. It had been a long time since I had a female friend. Of course, I love Aiden and Xavier who are both like my brothers, but I missed talking about the things I could never talk to them about like boys or clothes. Rissa quickly replaced the spot Lily had in my heart before she had betrayed me as my best friend.
Together we walked to the boys and I's suite's common room to find them waiting for us there. Both of my best friends are here including Adonis, Leo, Darius, and Sin. Unhooking our arms, Rissa and I both walked over to our dates for the evening. Sin was wearing an all-black suit that was hugging tightly around his muscles. Realizing that I was standing there just staring at him, I looked back up to his face where he had an eyebrow raised at me.
"Done admiring me sweetheart?" he asked smirking.
"Hmm. I don't think so, mind if I take a second more."
After that, I dragged my eyes down his body once more before replying "Ok. Done."
"Cheeky little thing."
"Hey, I am not little, just a bit shorter than the average."
"You're tiny to me, like a cute little bunny." Sin said as he was towering over me with a 6'1 figure.
Rolling my eyes at his statement I followed his eyes as he looked at me in the ballgown.
"Sweetheart you look absolutely stunning. I think red might be my favorite color."
Laughing, we spent the walk over to the ballroom bantering and flirting with each other as we trailed to the group.
Before we entered Sinclair offered me his hand, "Shall we?"
Taking his hand, we walked into the ballroom together with all eyes on us. Quickly removing all expressions from my face I trained it to look neutral. This was a trick I learned two years ago to never show my weakness around others. I just had to be the cold-hearted bitch the rest of the werewolf world knows me as other than my friends and family. When I first became beta they undermined me because of my gender. To top it all of my ex-mate had called me weak and unworthy of a high position so my self-esteem wasn't so high up. Quickly learning to mask my emotions I became one of the most well-known betas in the werewolf world.
