The Beta’s Regret

Chapter 63

“I bet you’ve also heard the rumors about the moon goddess cursing King Eros, and him never finding a mate.” She took the paper napkin and dabbed her lips before staring at me. Her gaze held suspicion. She wanted to know if I’d heard it.

“so since he was never going to find his mate, some of the elders and I decided that he could always pick someone on his own. He could have a different mate from the one destined by the moon goddess, an agreed or arranged marriage, which

isn’t so uncommon.

Dread and a spark of jealousy simmered in my chest.

I shook my head. What was I thinking? He doesn’t know me at all. To him, I’m just a random girl he got from a pack, worse, he sees me as someone just under his protection.

But why did he choose me over Lyra, my supposed step–sister?

I didn’t want to think about my father; Alpha Griffin… like all these years, he watched me suffer under the whims of his daughter he watched my mom, and I, and Olivia…

I shook my head, forcing down the bile down my throat. “So, you said the mating ball? Is it a party for all werewolves; matec and unmated?” I asked, slowly eating my dessert.

She give me a bright smile, “Oh, yes. It’s for all werewolves, vampires, all spiritual beings! Ah, yes! there are going to be guests from all over the world.”

That’s nice. I murmured, thinking about the whole thing.

“So when is the ball going to be held?” I asked, and she thought over it for a while.

“This weekend

My normal routine became to eat, take a stroll and sleep. When the morning of the D–day came, the mating ball, Beauty came and saw me preparing for bed in my pyjamas.

According to her, they hadn’t had an event here in ages, and if I walked into the ball wearing my night pajamas, what impression would I leave on everybody?

was going to lock my door, and

Started

to change. Beauty

get why I need to do that. I’m not a member

anybody into this, part of his kingdom, and you’ve lasted for close to a week. So yeah, your presence at the mating ball will be

and in its place was a surge of excitement. The fact that I was

was as drawn to him like a mate would. He both terrified me, and made me feel warmth around him. In

let me get you

I don’t even know who got me these pyjamas I’m wearing, and the clothes in my closets aren’t mine. Perhaps I can

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as she

don’t have to worry about that. Those clothes, dresses, sandals, and shoes are all yours. They’re your

and shoes my

talking about?”

“Well, if you haven’t guessed it already, or tried the

me with such favors if he didn’t

this cannot be

believe. Go ahead and wear anything, and see if

only folded her hands on her chest and urged me to go

I opened the wardrobe and saw the soft fabrics of various colors hung neatly

possible varieties, textures, materials, and styles. Some were long, some

upon them, and my fingers brushed

up, so I simply opened