Zira’s POVAtfirst, it seems like I’m the only one that notices as heads are bowed inreverence to him. But hell breaks loose the moment Ronan sits down, and theeunuchs permit us to be seated.One ofthe girls beside me nudged me in the waist with her elbow.“Whatpack are you from? Your father must be daring to have allowed you to use thesame Arlen-silk that our king has used,” she says with scorn, deliberatelymaking her voice loud enough for others to talk.“Ialready felt there was something about her dress the moment she sat down,”someone added from behind. And I wished I could understand what they weresaying more than anything.Arlen-silk?Seeing thatthe color and patterns were the same, I was more than certain that I would bein trouble. Yet, it appeared to be some unusual substance at this point.Whywould Ronan put me in such a spotlight on a day like this?The queendowager raised her glass and, with cutlery, tapped on it twice to get theattention of everyone in the ha

Zira’s POVI don’tthink I have been this scared in my entire life. Maybe something close when I lostmy mother, but it wasn’t this way.Thistime, I was desperate and scared. I was also desperate to be proven wrong.As soonas Ronan made signs to speak, the tension in the hall intensified with everygaze on him.Iallowed my eyes to focus on him for the first time since he had stepped intothe hall. Even without a crown, besides all the royal princes, Ronan’s bearingand appearance were too eye-catching. He sat there, back ramrod straight likehe was born to be a ruler.“Queenmother, I’m afraid you would have to ask my dear brothers to use today as anopportunity to pick their brides as the moon goddess has blessed me with a matewhom I intend to make my queen,” he announced, standing up from the Royal seatthat he was in.My bodystiffened, unable to believe that what I was hearing was the truth. Ronan justsaid he wanted to make his mate his queen, right?“Youhave a fated mate? Wh

Ronan’s POV Seeing the expression of disbelief on Zira’s face as I approached her to take her to the middle of the stage had me in conflicted emotions. While everyone thought the Queen Dowager to be my mother, I knew very well that she wasn't. Although her life had been taken from her early, my mother, who was my father’s fated mate, had always talked about how beautiful the mate bond was. The mate bond was so strong that she could willingly sacrifice all of her life for that one man that didn’t even give her his whole heart.And even on her deathbed, my mother had made me promise not to hate my father. Because of this, I had always had a longing for my own mate.That experience made me want the mate bond even more. Besides, I only had two choices, the Moon Goddess’s choice or the Queen dowager's choice, and from the moment I had laid my eyes on Zira, I had known it was going to be her. The moon goddess’s choice was just perfect, and god dammit that, I was going to let anyone separ

Zira’s POVThequeen dowager’s chambers were on the palace’s south wing, which had me walkingfor close to forty minutes while being flanked by the three men.Two ofthem stayed beside me, while one stayed behind me, his presence looming andmaking even my wolf uncomfortable.UnlikeRonan’s chambers, as soon as we were in front of her chambers, a long row ofomega maids stood with their heads bowed while giving me sneak peeks.Thewhole place was like an entire world of its own, with so many bustling around.But despite all of that activity, the moment the maids caught sight of thethree men, their gaze immediately turned toward me.Theyhad varied reactions, with some deciding to look away immediately and somedeciding that staring as much as they could was what they wanted.“Nora,the queen dowager sent us to bring her here,” the man behind me said to amiddle-aged woman standing in front of a thick door. You can take her in fromhere, said the woman.Thewoman they called Nora nodde

Ronan’s POVI couldhave sworn my heart stopped for a second as I was talking with Diaz, the firstson and apparent heir to alpha Zank. Theirpack was the largest after the Royal family pack, and we had solid connectionswith them. To some people in the lower regions, packs like theirs were alsoseen as the Royal pack. “It’salways better to secure the most important thing first; as for love and women,we have more than a hundred years to live; you would eventually get to haveyour pick of them all,” Diaz said, and I resisted the urge to scoff at him. Whatexactly was the important thing, power? “Myfather has trained Aimee to be the queen from the day she was born. No othergirl can beat the experience that she has when it comes to this, Ronan,” Diazcontinued. Butthat was the problem. I wasn’t looking for a trained queen; I was looking formy woman, my mate, and then make her queen. It wasreally that simple. Aimee was trained to be queen, which meant that regardlessof who en