Tne next morning went by in a blur. Castle staff were busy helping Celus and Brady prepare for the ceremony. Salen was whisked away by Safiya to get dressed up together in her room.
Celus was being bombarded with last minute knowledge from Landrews as the staff rushed to bring in two black suits; one for Celus, and the other for Brady. They also brought in the royal robe that had been passed down through generations. Every king that had been crowned in their monarchy had worn it all the way back to the first family.
The robe was a royal blue color with white fur lining the outer trim. It had a large golden crown embroidered in the center along with the royal crest.
Celus groaned as he took the suit into his arms and moved to the connected bathroom to change out of his shorts and long sleeve shirt.
The suit was black with silver cufflings that had the golden crest engraved into them. It was paired with a plain white button-up shirt and matching black tie.<
Salen was a ball of nerves as she moved into the ballroom, attracting stares from their guests. Celus' uncle smiled proudly at her when she passed him near the stage. Being Celus' mate, she would be crowned once they were married; something that was in place as security for the Luna Queen title. She loved her mate more than anything, she just never expected something like this to happen to her. The royal advisor stepped onto the stage, silencing the crowd. "I want to thank you all so much for joining us on this exciting day. It is now time to crown our now monarch; a time to celebrate as this happens rarely in a lifetime." The guests cheered, excited to get a good glimpse at their future King. Saifya gave Salen a thumbs up and a bright smile, calming her racing heart and making her nerves start to retreat to the back of her mind. She stood next to Mandry who was aggressively wiping the tears of pride from her cheeks. This was Celus' big moment, and she wasn't
He watched her in the distance, his mind clouded over in confusion. How could he, one of the coldest Alphas in the country, have a mate?The thought of having to take care of someone for the rest of his life haunted him. He always thought he was meant to run the most powerful pack that had no weaknesses; once his wolf becomes attached to hers, nothing can tear them apart. It is known to be the cause of the deaths of many great Alphas, and yet here he stood, unable to tear his eyes away from her.
A week passed since Celus returned from Alpha Darron's land. So far, he had no contact with anyone over their border, including Salen.Celus tried to keep himself busy, running a tighter ship for his pack members. His reputation was definitely accurate with how he had been acting. His members were worried yet too afraid to confront him directly.
The pack house was buzzing with anticipation the next morning. Everyone had heard about the sudden trespassers into the neighboring territory, and everyone was worried their pack would be next.Celus sighed and rolled his eyes, knowing that his decision to cross over had been stupid the first time, let alone doing it for a second time.
Margaret ran down the two flights of stairs with Salen's wrist tightly in her grasp. With her werewolf strength, she could pull off someone's arm with her anxiousness."Margaret, where are you taking me?" She giggled, brushing her long locks from her face."You'll see. I think I might have a way to help you." Salen sig
"Alpha, another letter has arrived for you." Mandry announced, earning Celus' attention. He sat in his office with his Beta and the Alpha of Crest Wing pack, residing in England.He was a tall pale man with light blonde hair and light grey eyes. A deep scar was prominent on his right cheek and a snarl gracing his lips.
The plane ride lasted four hours. Celus slept most of the way there, sleep finally taking him over. He called a cab as the two men grabbed their luggage from baggage claim, weaving their way through the large crowd. Jaden had arranged for them to be picked up at a rest stop just outside their border.Celus was feeling restless as they drove closer and closer to the only family he had left. Brady gave him a concerned look as his friend bounced his leg in anticipation, but he didn't say a word. He knew how Celus was feeling, and he didn't want to amplify it.
Celus loaded their luggage into the back of the SUV while Brady said their goodbyes for them. Jaden continuously glanced towards her nephew, but knew at that moment it was hopeless to expect anything from him.Slamming the trunk shut, Celus gave his aunt one last glance. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she didn't leave her mate's side. He was too tired to fight with her anymore. All he wanted was to be close with his mate.