-Yours Truly.
Parker

Who does she think she is and why did my mother approve to this, why. I head into the house to see what's going on.

"Mom! Mom where are you!" I yelled throughout the house.

"I'm in the kitchen, what is it?" My mother said as I entered the kitchen.

"Why didn't you tell me you were planning this?" I said placing the letter on the table in front of her.

"Oh about that. . .you see Parker's mother and I are happy that you two are mates. And we thought that letting the packs know would be nice. I will be dealing with your father but for now, you will be attending the ball." My mother said as she begin to leave the kitchen.

"But mom I don't want to go and plus I don't even have a dress." I said following behind her.

"Parker already got you a dress, it's in your closet." Mother said walking up the stairs.

"Wait, when did she bring the dress over?" I asked her.

"Last night." She answered.

"Last night?" I repeated.

"Yeah, she was here with her mother and she went up to your room to hang the dress." She said walking to her room.

"You let her come into my room." I said and we stopped at her door.

"She's your mate Violet, she was bound to go in anyway even without my approval." Mother said as we entered the room.

"But mom." I protest.

"But nothing, you're going to the party. Parker will be expecting your arrival. The party starts at 8 and is over at 12." She said.

"I can't believe this. Why are you making me do this." I said then laid on her bed and the smell of my father scent made me think.

"What will dad do when he finds out about Parker?" I questioned.

"He would be furious about everything. For one you won't be able to have any offspring and two she's an alpha of a very dangerous pack." My mother finished.

"Well I mean we can have a kid. . .or kids." I said thinking way to much.

"See! There it is! You do care!" She said sounding all excited.

"Please mom not now, I gotta go." I said leaving her to whatever she's having.

Parker's POV,

Walking into my room, I'm welcomed by my sister.

"Get out." I stated.

"That's no way to talk to your older sister like that." She said sitting up in my bed.

"I don't have time for this Camille." I said and went into the bathroom.

"You should get your hair fixed, don't you want to look good for your guest of honor." She said as she ruffled my hair.

I growled at her and looked at myself in the mirror to check out my hair.

"I guess I could get something done to it, maybe a blowout" I said.

"Yeah something," Camille said. "So how are you going to get your mate to like you more." She continued.

"I don't have to do anything, she'll come to me." I said smiling.

"You really think you got it all." Camille said as we left the bathroom.

"I mean I have everything she'll love and want." I stated.

"But what til she finds about you little problem." Camille said.

"She won't!" I growled.

"Look." She said pointed down at my hands.

Looking down at my hands, they were in flames. Lifting up my hands I watched as the red flames danced and I shook my hands and the flames vanished.

"It's your anger, Parker. No one wants someone who catches fire when they get too heated." Camille said. But honestly she does have a point, my anger is something that I can't control no matter how hard I try.

She then continued "Not trying to make things worse or anything but she will be coming looking very beautiful tonight and you know. . .guys here would love to-" I growled loudly cutting her short.

"I will figure something out!," I yelled at her which came out more like a growl.

"Even if it means I have to mark her." 

Author's Note

Violet as guest of honor sounds wonderful. What do you think?

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