“Will you marry me, Alpha Xavier?” I asked and bowed slightly. Lord Xavier is currently the Alpha of the Leonard family. 
Apparently, he’s been hailed as one of the strongest men on the continent—and the most handsome. Not like that matters to me but I guess it’s a plus. 
“Excuse me?” The man stared at me in disbelief. “If have to repeat myself, will you marry me?” I looked up at Xavier who hadn’t moved a muscle nor taken his eyes off of me. 
He just needs to accept my proposal already! This silence and waiting is unbearable! I’m offering you money and power. 
What more could you possibly— “I accept your marriage proposal.” Xavier interrupted my thoughts and released his hold on me. I’ve succeeded! Another step closer to your death, my Lord…

 ------- Xavier’s POV 

I accepted the witch girl’s proposal and walked out of the parlor without looking back at her. How could I? 
My heart raced inside of my chest, though I knew that these beats weren’t my own. Throughout the entire ordeal, something itched in the back of my mind. I knew what it was. 
“Lyon!” I commanded through thought. “What was that all about? What happened?” A howl echoed through my mind. 
“She’s our mate!” Lyon exclaimed. Mate?! The daughter of the Wisdom family was supposed to be my Luna? I couldn’t believe that the Moon Goddess was capable of such jokes and trickery.

Propose To The Alpha

Ever since the contracts were signed by both my family and the Wisdoms, I knew that I always had a reason to continue living for the next day.


Growing up for me was hard. Being the illegitimate son of an irresponsible king and promiscuous handmaiden, I was ostracized by those I only wanted to be friends with and was disowned by people I was supposed to call family.


What was the point in being immortal if that meant having to spend the days alone?


Then came Eloise—a light. A beacon of hope. The only person who showed me true kindness and compassion without asking for anything in return. The person who spoke to me like I was an equal, not a lesser. Someone who considered me as a friend and not a burden.


I’d be damned if I’d lose her again.


“You two there! Aid your prince, now!” I called for the nearest guards.


Chapter 8