The Wolfless Mate of the Dragon King

ANELISA'S POV

I wistfully stared at the mirror, my palm on her hair as I brushed mildly. A whisper of sadness lingers around my eyes as my heart flips.

The room we were in was a sanctuary of elegance. It spoke of wealth and lay nestled within the castle's stone wall.

The air lingers with the sweet fragrance of burning candles, the scent of lavender.

The soft golden light from the sun travels from the window, illuminating the classical room.

Her eyes radiated as if her beauty couldn't be measured. Her hands tasted different jewelry and for a moment, I imagined being in her place soon.

"You have a beautiful ring", her voice distracted me and I shuddered, jerking me back to reality.

"Oh, thank you" I responded, my sad face gave room for a smile. My cheeks flushed red.

It was from my mate, Peris, and she was aware of that. She always vouches for us.

It's the only thing I have of him yet, once he returns from the war, he'll free me from this hellish life. And soon I'll be treated the way I want by my love. A smile formed on my face when I thought of that. It would be great to have him back.

Today, it's her marriage rite with an alpha whom she barely introduced me to. Her life was secretive, but I always voiced mine to her.

Soon, I'll be wearing the wedding dress, having to look so perfect to please my mate, my love.

The thought of that topples an overwhelming sensation inside him as his image fills my mind.

"I'm nervous" she whispers, holding my hand and I lean my head closely to see the side of her face.

My hands were placed on her shoulders.

Hypatia was a friend, my hope and stepsister.

The only reason I chose to survive in a pack where everyone wanted me dead because I was wolfless. I was already used to them anyway.

I wasn't always wolfless as the daughter of Alpha Kian, and the supposed next of kin.

However, I lost it, including the title, and I don't think I'd regret it because it's all for love. It is for one person.

No one knows, and it's a secret I intend to keep until death.

"It's okay, it's a feeling everyone gets at the wedding", I responded, trying to cheer her up, but I felt sober, as if I'd be missing her.

I'd just be stuck with my stepmom and father, who make life miserable for me.

"Hey, you're brave Anelisa" she encouraged, and we both chuckled, but I stopped when my stepmom walked by.

Anxiously, I gave a bow, and a silent escaped her lips.

"Hypatia! I told you not to let her get close to you. She's bad luck and I just hope this wedding doesn't get ruined!" She cursed, and I ducked my head, refusing to look at her.

Her words hit hard and Hypatia only let out a silent sigh while rising from her chair.

She stood radiant, her delicate silk gown sticking to her slender frame, it glowered, casting an enchanting spell.

Her veil floated around her face, her eyes bright.

As she moved, the silk rustled, she was a goddess, a bride and I was transfixed by her loveliness.

"Anelisa, go get the laundry done" Hypatia beckons while gesturing to me to take out the piles of clothes on the bed.

I nodded gladly as her mother rolled her eyes with an expression of contempt while beckoning her that they had to leave.

Even though I was more like a servant in this house, I still see her as a friend. I never take anything from her to heart.