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Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
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The Warlord's Lovely Prize
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
"Oh, ouch!" I gasped as I reached my hand back to grab my hair. "That hurt."
"Honey, I really need to finish getting your hair ready for the ball." My mother told me in a sweet but firm tone. She added some serum to her hands, gently rubbed it into my hair, and continued combing it. My hair was still semi-wet from soaking it that afternoon, but the serum really helped to detangle it even more.
It wasn't that I never combed my hair or anything. But, tonight was the most significant night of our lives. The Moon Goddess ball was held in honor of the Great Mother Goddess of the Moon. She was our guide in the dark nights of the woods. The frigid winters in the mountains. The lonely evenings we spent beneath the aurora borealis listening to the wind sweep over the tundra. That was centuries ago now before we were given the ability to shift our form.
We are werewolves now, but we have adored the moon mother ever since we crawled on all fours in the wilderness of the world. That was why we cried out to her in a song of sorrow, our faces pressed to the sky, releasing our solemn howls.
"Are you excited, Ariana?" my mother asked me as she continued combing my long, black hair. Her hands were rough and dry from hard work, but they were still so gentle. I glanced at my own smooth, white, creamy hands and felt a tinge of guilt. I lived such a pampered life when compared to all the turmoil she has endured.
"I am, mom," I responded to her slowly as I thought about all that this ball has meant to me throughout my life. "Do you think I will meet my mate tonight?"
"Oh sweetie," she responded dismissively, "you are not yet 18 years old. You will not be able to smell your mate yet. Alex is a fine member of our pack. Just stay close to him and see how he feels and acts towards you. He is 18, and he will know if you are his mate or not. Just remember, he might not be your soulmate."
"But, why must I stay beside him?" I asked nervously.
I love Alex. We have been dating for two years. Ever since we were 16, I was eager for this night, but I knew it could establish us forever and destroy us forever. If it turned out he was meant for someone else, what would I do? What could I do?
That was why all the pack elders would always say that young pups dated way too early. They should wait until the Moon Goddess ball. They'd save so much heartache. But, back when I got together with Alex, everything just felt so right. I was so sure he was my eternal mate. Tonight just felt like the test I didn't want to have. I felt so sure, but what if Alex did not feel the same way?
"If you remain beside him and away from the enemy pack, there will be no chance of them fooling you." My mother said reassuringly. "You are not 18 yet, so you will not be able to smell your mate. But, at least you will know for sure if Alex really is your mate. You just need tonight to assure you who is your eternal mate. But, do not stray near the enemy, or they will try to lure you. Stay away, and everything will be fine."
I know she was trying to be reassuring, but I still felt so nervous. I stood once she finished tying my hair into a loose braid and intertwining a ribbon. I saw myself in the long mirror on the wall.
My light blue dress came to my knee with a silver sash and a moonstone necklace. I critiqued my appearance harshly. My breasts looked small, my legs so big, and my face was solemn. I might look more playful if I added makeup, but I did not know how Alex would interpret that. I wanted to look perfect so he would choose me as his eternal mate. He had to.
"Darling, you look stunning!" my mother declared, grasping my hands and looking me over with loving eyes. I smiled, but she was my mother. She'd love me if I had mismatched socks, bad breath, and had no front teeth. She was not so sure about her boyfriend, though. She needed to show him how amazing she could be. Alex had to be my soulmate. I just needed to prove it tonight by being perfect.
"Hi, sweetie." I heard Alex's voice from behind me.
I jumped in a startled fright. I wasn't ready yet. I did not know when I'd be ready, but I knew I was not yet. I nervously ruffled my skirt with my hands and tucked a stray hair behind my ear. Alex gazed at me with a large smile on his face and seemed lost in thought. I blushed as I noticed his eyes wandering over my body.