Having just turned 18, Melanie Winters is of age to attend the Royal Mating Ball at the Alpha Kings castle. Melanie was in no rush to find her mate, she loved her independence and wasn't ready to give that up, but as her mother once told her, one whiff of your mates scent and she'll change her mind. Alpha Greyson Black of the Royal Family is 27 and still hasn't found his mate. While he longs for her day and night, he has chosen to relieve his frustration in.....other ways..... that don't involve clothes.....or his mate. This was his final Mating Ball before he gave up and would make another she wolf his luna, but all those thoughts flew out of the window when he caught scent of her. She's warm and loving. He's icy cold. Opposites are supposed to attract. -------------------------------------------------- "Just reject me already." I whimpered, trying to squirm out of his tight grasp. "Never, mi amore." he grumbled. "Then let me save us the trouble. I, Melanie Winters, rej-" I was cut off by his hand smothering my mouth. "Don't you even think about finishing that sentence, or I won't hesitate to show you who you belong to." he growled, sending shivers down my spine, and not ones of fear.