His property.

Chapter 8-Dinner.

"Come on, put your hat on. We'll get through this."

I nodded, and laced the hat around my head, making it shield my hair and face.

We rushed into the dining room.

I have never seen such a elegant room to eat in. Like most of the house, it was wood panels for walls, and high, high slanted ceilings. The table was long enough to seat at least twenty or so people. Hell probably more. It was white wood, with a golden table clothe that only covered part of the table. The seats looked normal, but have a cushioned seat, with longer legs and a longer wooden backrest.

These people like wood. 

Almost every seat was taken. I looked at the right, towards the end of the fine table and saw my mate.

He looked...mouth watering. 

He wore a white long sleeved button down shirt, which showed every ripple of muscle that the glorious man had. His raven hair hung elegantly against his cheekbones, just centimeters from his shoulders. He had on a pare of old wore jeans which hung rather low on his hips, making all the maids lick their lips. Which produced a growl out of my lips.

All eyes were turned in my direction. I quickly looked away from my asshole of a prince and Chelsea laughed, "I knew that would get your attention."

Is she crazy? That must be a rough beating in store for her.

But no one dragged her away, tied her arms up, and salvaged her back like a hungry beast.

'This isn't the old pack, Fay. These people are kind.'

I sighed. 

My past was still haunting me when i didn't realize it.

Chelsea bumped my arm to get my attention.

"Dont be a idiot. A stunt like that would get you found! I know the girls are looking at him like he is something to eat but you have to restrain yourself."

I nodded to her and murmured an apology.

"Dinner is reading to be served ladies. Please come and get a dish and serve it."

The line of maybe seven girls lined up. I was forth in line. Luckily the first girl had to give out water. And the second wine. Chelsea, who was third was given what looked like a huge bowl of soup with a ladle inside. She took her tray and motioned for me to be good, and fallow suit.

 A was greeted with a familiar cheesy grin.

I winked at Conner who was holding a tray that held a plate of chicken legs on it.

"Why on earth are you wearing such a hideous hat! I wouldn't be caught dead with you in that." 

I stuck out my tongue and grabbed the tray. 

I smiled at him before walking away.

I started behind Chelsea and we made our way around the table. My heart beating faster the closer i get to Sebastian.

I got lucky

My tray was out of legs before i got to my mate.

I went and stood by the one other maid who also ran out of her drink.

I wonder why they don't make enough food.

"So Sebastian. Are you ready to move in to be the king?" a women with blonde short hair, and a black silk dress, asked.

Sebastian sighed, "I guess. Have you informed all the packs?"

A bald man wearing grey pants and a navy blue top spoke, "Yes. We did when we were discussing it before. I knew you'd agree so i went ahead and told."

Why was i not informed my mate is going to be a effin king!? A king...my mate....i just...cant believe that. But he is the strongest were alive now. That was proven by the fear in every packs hearts.

"Cocky bastard." Sebastian growled.

It honestly scared me to see him like this. He was so gentle with me....

The bald man cowered, "Sorry."

Sebastian sighed again, "How did they take it?"

Another man with a buzz cut black hair, and a suit on spoke up, "Some didn't like it while others did. And some didn't care all together. It isn't a complete rule. Alphas will still rule their packs but you will rule the alphas."

"I suppose they have no choice alpha." a small women will long cocoa hair and a pink blouse and black slacks, said.

"Sadly. I don't want to screw them over. I am known as a killer. But the packs i have killed threatened my pack. I am not the type to let that go."

"Which is why you will be a wonderful king, sir." baldy said.

"Thank you, Roy."

I could tell my mate didn't really want this, but maybe he had a reason? Or he had no choice. No other option.

"What about these maids? Will you keep them?"

"Yes...Why get rid of something you know is perfect." he said. I felt him staring at me while i said this.

"What about your mate, sir?" Roy asked.

I instantly became entranced in the conversation. Everyone else did to, they were all staring at my mate.

"What do you mean?" He asked, his teeth obviously gritted.

"i just didn't know if you will search for her or find a new mate to have as you queen." he gushed out.

Sebastian growled, "Of course i will look for my mate. She is the only girl i would make queen. MY fucking queen. If i chose another,  which i would never do, she would eventually go for another man. I wont let a goddamned male or female touch what is mine. Don't talk about my Fay like that."

Chelsea was looking at me with wide eyes.

I guess she had a doubt about me and him being mates, but now she knew for sure.

'I told you he will go to the end of the earth and back to find you, Fay. He will get us. Trust me on that. He has already begun his search. It won't be much longer. Keep it going though. His punishment can not be over yet. I mean the second he finds us, you will bear his marking. You will forever be his, and only his. Just how he wants it.

We were then dismissed.

I walked back to my room slowly.

Chelsea was letting me go ahead, giving me time to think, which i was thankful for.

He's going to mate with me. Of course he is.

Because regardless of if i bear his marking now or not, i am still forever his property. 

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