Chosen!

Nevether Pack was buzzing with life a few moments to the Royal Ball. She-wolves of different statuses marched into the grand hall with so much elegance.

Amira was behind Isabelle with her head tilted downward, she had worn a dress that was her mother's, Lady Georgia made her too.

The dress was armless, and Amira felt uncomfortable because of the eyes that was staring at her.

She wondered if they could noticed that her wolf was absent.

The royal ball began, they all began to march into the hall. Amira was uneasy with the states, she knew the scars on her arm was visible and the swollen mark she got earlier from her father.

"Walk faster will you?" Isabelle's snapped at her. Amira nodded and hurried up, following Isabelle's closely.

Isabelle's was mostly admired, the ball gown she made was beautiful, and got everyone's attention.

She was the one who made the dress but she couldn't say it.

"Your gown is beautiful." Sara one of the ladies at the hall complimented, and though she stood tall among others, she felt Isabelle's gown was a bit intimidating to hers.

Amira watched Sara, she was elegance, fierce and sophisticated in her red dress.

Isabelle smiled and played with the tip of her hair with her fingers.

"You must be the daughter of a prestigious family." Sara added.

"Oh, my father is a Beta of Snowdrop Pack." Isabelle's giggled.

"And who is the girl beside you?" Sara point out, Amira looked away from them.

Isabelle tilted her head to the side and stared at Amira.

"She just nobody important." She muttered.

Sara nodded and looked away from Amira, she could sense that the girl beside her had no wolf but her eyes were a beautiful, unique blue color.

"The Ball has begun!" Sebastian announced. The waltz music came up, and everyone stood across the room, giving some space in the middle of the Ballroom.

"You can eat and dance." He smiled and gestured to the middle of the ball room, foods were being served, and expensive wines and soft drinks.

"The Alpha will be making his entry into the hall, everyone please stay around and close. He would be here in a while."

Amira ignored the furious giggling of the girls beside her, there was no way the Alpha would look at her in her green dress and yellow heels, and her hair tied in rainbow color ribbon and bruises that were evident in her arms.

She won't stare at her twice but yet she hopes he would notice or glance her way.

"Someone might be lucky tonight." Sebastian grinned with a soft smile. He was served a drink, and he sipped from the glass and clink them over a lady that was beside him.

Sara nudged a girl beside her and pointed at Amira.

"Why was she allowed here? She has no wolf?" She whispered, her gaze was fixed on Amira. Amira heard them but she choose not to say anything about it.

"She's Isabelle's servant that was why she was allowed to get into the hall. Else she doesn't stand a chance," The girl scoffed and folded her arm.

Sara stares at her for a moment too long, before taking her eyes off Amira and focusing on the entrance hall where the Alpha will be making his entry.

There was nobody more eligible than her, she had already passed the elevation of the council of elders in Nevether Pack.

"The Alpha has arrived!"

Amira began to feel tired from standing too long in her oversized heel, she just want to leave the ball.

"The Alpha King is here!"

She was started at the sound of the voice, and kept her head up. She didn't want to miss the chance of having a peek at the magnificent king.

Everyone turned their head towards the door and watched him walk in, his hands were crossed at his back and he wore a king regalia and a gold crown on his head. His sharp eyes glanced around the hall.

Everyone fell silent waiting and watching, with their hope held up. He walked slowly, keeping his pace slow and steady, staring at every of the She-wolf.

Amira didn't know she was drooling at him, the Alpha King was just as they say. The most handsome bachelor in the whole of the empire.

His dark hair was gleaming, his face was narrowed, and his chiseled jaw, and sharp brows. His looks were perfect. She could not stop staring at him, she could admire him from afar because she could not get close to him.

Apart from the tales of ruthless he was, and the most dreaded Alpha in the north with a cold heart. He was extremely striking in appearance.

Jaziel stopped walking and made an abrupt turn, he felt his wolf stirred and purred inside of him. He looked around the spot he was standing, wondering who his wolf had chosen to be his mate.

"Whoever is chosen will get the chance to have a dance with the Alpha, and we will celebrate for the rest of the night at the Alpha's chosen mate and from henceforth will stay in the pack with the Alpha and will not leave the pack without the Alpha's permission." Sebastian stated firmly, his words did not calm the tension in the air, and the heart thumping against their chest.

"It's time." Sebastian chuckled amusingly and stuffed his hands into the pants. He watched as Jaziel was staring at the gathering.

"You," Jaziel muttered, and everyone froze, wondering who he was talking about.

He stopped in front of Isabelle, and Sara was standing beside her, with a hand on her chest. She had a proud smile plastered on her face.

Jaziel was staring at them, though he wasn't saying anything to them. His eyes darted next to Isabelle. "You." He said again staring at Amira.

She points a finger at her chest.

"Me?" She looked confused, what was it about her?

Is he going to drag her out of the pack because she was without a wolf unlike the others? Did he sense that she had no wolf?

Is that why he called her?

"It's you." He took a step away from Isabelle and stood in front of her, Amira took a step back at his unwavering gaze.

"What's your name?" He asked lifting her jaw with a finger.

"Amira Vahaan." Her voice quivered avoiding his gaze. She must done something wrong, that's why the Alpha was in front of her.

He let go of his finger from her jaw and smirked.

He turned to the crowd and glanced back at Amira.

Everyone waited for the word to fall out of his mouth and declared who his mate was, and why he was standing in front of the servant girl of Isabelle.

He lends his hand to her.

"Dance with me." He uttered, and everyone gasped. Amira was too frightened to take his hand, she couldn't understand what was going on.

Why would he ask her to dance with him when there were beautiful ladies beside her, she was nothing compared to them.

Jaziel dropped his hand when he noticed she wasn't going to take them.

He cleared his throat and muttered. "I have found my chosen mate."

He let out his hand to her again.

"She's right here, Amira Vahaan."

"Take my hand and dance with me." He said to her, Amira placed her small hand on his and he took them, taking her into the middle of the hall for a dance.

"The Alpha has chosen his mate, and that is Amira Vahaan," Sebastian said in a loud voice, and everyone spread out giving room for Amira to walk with her hand with the Alpha.

He placed his hands gently on her waist, while her hands rested on his shoulders.

"Why did you choose me?" She voiced out her thoughts.

"Just dance." He ordered.

Amira nodded and said nothing else, she could not understand why the Alpha chose her, she wasn't qualified to stand with him. She has no wolf, and she's cursed. She was nothing to him.

He moved with her a few times. He was a bit amazed at how she danced so well. He let go of his hand around her waist, took her hands, and walked out of the grand hall.

"Take her to the room," He gave her hands to his Gemma Lucious. He turned to Sebastian. "End the event." He gritted out and walked away.