The rejected wolf.

Joye

I woke to the beautiful light of a Monday morning, two days after Kaelan had told me about the ball. Although the official date had not been announced yet, everybody around was already getting hyped up for the special day. Preparations were being made in the most extravagant ways possible, and it had me questioning fate and reality once again.

My hand swung towards the noisy alarm, and I quickly turned it off before sitting up on my bed. Minutes later, a knock came on the door and I authorized entry into the room. I already knew who it was, as it was the obvious daily routine.

"Mary..." I drawled out lazily.

"Good morning your highn—" She paused after her eyes fell on the expression on my face. Then rapidly, she corrected herself. "Good morning Joye." She greeted me with a light bow. I had permitted her to address me as Joye, and not with any formal titles, but Mary would never learn.

"How are you doing today, Mary?" I asked with a wide smile.

"It was fine, Joye, thank you for