Chapter 11
Ashira's POV
It's 30mins to 7. A shuttle will pick up every guest in the guesthouse to where the ball will be held—to the packed building.
I bet their huge hall in that building will be the venue.
I noticed our number is not too much. Every she-wolf with me came from different packs but we're around 50. No more no less.
Five 18-seater Van was parked outside the building, waiting for us. Anton, who welcomed us yesterday is upfront, eyeing everyone with a smile.
"Okay, I guess everyone's here. Good evening, ladies!" He winked at us. I'm guessing this one is a player. "Hop yourselves in the van, a group of ten in each vehicle."
I and Ava hopped on the last van, together with eight ladies I'm not sure who's.
The Van moved now and I heard cheery tiny screams from the ladies with me, Ava as well.
Everyone seems overly excited, I understand that though I can't feel the same.
At the ball, there is no need for me to be anxious for a mateless wolf. Every male wolf that will be present tonight are those 18years old and above men looking for their mates, too.
Since Prime pack members are over 500, I'm sure the ball will be packed with males.
"Have you heard? Their Alpha is still mateless!" I heard one of the girls in the van said.
I know the Alpha's name was Aiden. He's 23years old and mateless yet. I heard stories that he is good-looking and has the perfect sculptured body. Alpha Aiden started his title when he was 15. The late Alpha James, Aiden's father died early that needs him to take over the pack at a young age. I read it on Eric's pack documents before.
"Really?" It was Ava who joins the girls' conversation.
"Really. I wonder if the Alpha will find his mate tonight."
Everyone let out a high-pitched "yieeee", probably wishes it would be them.
I scoffed. I never thought I will mate with an Alpha. When I'm yet to know I'm a stealer, I never wished to be mates with an Alpha either. I've seen how Luna Maria is, Alpha David's mate from Regal. She looked loved yes, but almost caged.
Alpha's tend to be possessive of their mates. Obsessed. It's understandable since pack enemies often go for Luna's head and kill the Alpha's mate. It's one way of winning a war. The Alpha undergoes hell pain and its wolf mourns, making them worthless to fight back.
We've reached the pack building. Loud music and strobe lights are sighted. The Prime's annual mapping party must be modern style. We, at Regal, perform the classic style, hugging the tradition.
Ladies from the first Van go inside the pack building hall. When it was our turn to hop out of the van, the girls with me are exhilarating. Ava even clutches my arm tight, letting out a high-pitched yelp.
We were formed in line. One by one, we'll enter the hall where every mateless male wolf will be.
"We're about to start." The host of the party was Nick, the Beta I met earlier today. He's up there where everyone can see him. Not bothering by using a microphone since each of us has enhanced hearing. He took a glimpse of me and nodded his head, smiling.
I guess Nick did not found his Alpha. Alpha's are the ones in charge of hosting pack tradition events like this. But since the Beta is the one up there, I'm thinking the Alpha is still on the runaway.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Before we start this event, I ask every male who can't smell your mates here tonight to go home or get back to your work." He said.
The men inside the hall scattered and only a few of them was left. At first, they are hundreds and now they're down to below fifty.
I guess some of us won't meet our mates tonight.
"Let us begin," Nick said and everyone stands in their tracks, knowledgeable of what to do next while I'm just following them. I'm unaware of how this ceremony works. If only Lucy will be here then someone might have enlightened me.
I watched what was happening to some girls who were first in line. They walked inside the hall, they stopped at a certain point, not too much in the center, and male wolves are gathered in a curved line.
A few seconds and one male wolf stepped forward. Low growls coming from his lips. Looking intently at the lady's eyes.
"Mine," the male wolf said to the she-wolf. The male's blue eyes turned pitch black, his wolf turning over. His canines are showing as he dipped his head on the girl's neck, smelling her scent before burying his teeth where he should, claiming the She-Wolf in front of everybody.
Soft gasps and growls came from the girl's mouth, savoring the pain and pleasure from the male wolf's claim. I wonder how that feels. I have never been bitten in my whole existence.
Once done, they walked away from the center and moved their way to the side, on the tables. Their eyes shining with affection, bodies close to each other.
The line goes on and on. The same thing repeats over and over again. The claiming in front of everyone and settling to the side.
Some girls don't have their mates. No one moved forward for them means their mate might be somewhere, in a mission, or dead within the last five days. The last one's tragic.
Ava was one of them. No one walked forward for her.
Her mate was not present. And she cried hard once she was sitting on the side. I liked to come to her, hug her and comfort her. She must feel devastated wondering where her mate was. Or if he still is alive. She's so excited about all of this yet she didn't found hers.
I want to go to her but Nick called my attention.
"Hey, River girl! It's your turn." He said with everyone to hear, waving at me with a smile plastered on his face. I blushed upon realizing I was holding off the line.
I stepped forward and stopped at the point where everyone was stopping. I eyed every male wolf left in front of me and noticed no one was making a move forward.
Thoughts fly in my head. Damned fuck! I have no mate here as well?!