Chapter 1
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"@SpeakComedy: Me: "Dad can I go to a 50 cent concert?" Dad: "Here's $1, take your sister too." Me: "He's a singer, not the price of tickets.""
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Chapter One
“ARIANA ARIANA ARIANA!”
Ariana could not help but let out a smirk of pride as she walked up to the stage where the DJ was, while the crowd chanted her name.
She had just used her million-dollar private jets to fly all the girls of the Royal Werewolf Pack, all the way to Las Vegas in one day. Those that she did not like, not cool enough, or who had no fashion sense were not invited.
Then she had hired a whole famous club from the humans and a five-star hotel for them to party and celebrate HER for her bachelorette party.
Dressed in the most expensive outfit ever, Oscar de la Rant and Louis Vuitton combined, she looked like a Supermodel in her slim body. Having been dressed by the most famous stylists, how could she not look this fabulous.
Oh, how she thrived in being given attention. Everyone`s eyes were all on her, especially the envious eyes of those wanting to be her.
How could they not be jealous, she was Ariana Lazel Wolfera, once a Werewolf Princess and now a Queen.
She had been born with a golden spoon in her mouth, from a young age, anything she wanted she got. After all, she had been the only Werewolf Princess in the Kingdom. Many girls would have died to be in her place.
But growing up in such a life, meant having to keep up an image. In HighSchool, she had to be the most popular and be friends with the best. Attend and throw the best parties while dating the most popular guy who was Cody at the time, while secretly letting him bang other girls.
During that time, life was simple and only revolved around her high school social life while also having loving Royalty parents who adored her.
But then a new lost twin sister had emerged from nowhere, stolen her spotlight of being the best and she was no longer special. No longer destined to be a Werewolf Queen or to be the only one adored by everyone.
Although hard, she had tried and accepted her new twin sister Zendaya, the so-called lost Princess. She had even rushed to Zendaya first to tell her about finally meeting her mate Miles. And being by her side for her coronation.
Ariana had actually started enjoying the idea of having a twin, and warmed up to her sister. But then her sister Zendaya had to ruin it all by trying to sabotage her relationship with her mate! That was when the cracks in their newly formed relationship started.
Instead of a loving sister, all that Ariana now saw was someone jealous and wanting to take everything from her. Seems being made the new heir to the crown had not been enough for her sister Zendaya, now she was after her Mate too! Her mate Miles had even shown her messages of love that he said Zendaya was busy texting him.
Then he also told her about how they had known each other before and all about Zendaya`s old days being a thief and killing someone. It had made Ariana so mad, that she never wanted to talk to her sister.
Then the worst had happened, hearing a loud scream and finding out the horrifying thing that her so-called sister had done.
The tragic death of Werewolf King Lucas and his mate Queen Stacy.
After all that their parents had done for Zendaya, she still went on and had killed them. Stabbing them by the heart...what a betrayal Ariana had felt! That had been the worst day of her life.
Her parent’s death had broken something within her too.
After grieving, and watching her sister being punished for this evil deed, Ariana was still not okay.
She no longer enjoyed all the things she used to love. However, being Popular, she still had an image to keep. She was just now all about faking it, showing everyone that she was okay, that she was still that same old Ariana. The Preppy Princess who loved to do extravagant parties, shop the most expensive stuff and hang out happily with her girls while gossiping all day.
So, when Miles had asked if she was now ready for the engagement, she had replied yes even if she was not ready. Then, there was also pressure from the werewolf council for there to be a more involved ruler but…she was not ready to be a proper Queen.
Doing royal duties meant being made to painfully remember when her parents used to do the same things, her accepting that there were no more. Its why she ran from those duties and the Castle leaving it all now to Miles, her mate.
The engagement and being her mate had given Miles the right to be made the new Werewolf King for now. He was now in charge of everything while she distracted herself with the old things that old Ariana used to do.
She now spend more time in the human world, the parties to the trips. With Private jets and helicopters at her disposal, she could wake up anytime and visit any place she wanted, get drunk till she passed out. She had become an alcoholic too. It made her forget the pain, the grief of her parents no longer existing and how they would not be at the Castle waiting for her.
But it had now come time, for their Wedding as Miles wanted it to happen a day before her birthday and shift.
So here she was, celebrating her bachelorette party the day before.
After reaching the stage, the DJ quickly handed her a microphone,
“Today is my BACHELORETTE PARTY GIRLS! put up your glasses and LETS DRINK TO THAT!” Ariana shouted to all her girls in a fake excited voice while raising up the wine glass, making the whole club cheer too.
After doing that she quickly gulped the whole glass. Her guard as she had ordered, rushed with a bottle of expensive champagne that he had been caring to pour her some more. This was now the third bottle.
“Ron,” she then slurred out drunkenly calling the second guard, making him obediently walk towards her while holding the black briefcase full of money which she planned to waste tonight. After he opened it towards her, she took out a huge bunch of stacked money.
The DJ started playing upbeat party music causing her to shake her body to the rhythm as she was now throwing all that money in the air, making it rain dollar bills in the club.
Once done having her fun on the stage, she went to join her girls, those part of her close-knit crew and bridesmaids, who were sitting in the VIP Section. She planned on partying all night long and getting drunk till she passed out, as she always does, to feel better
Tomorrow was her wedding day after all and she would be forced back to that dark place, the Werewolf Castle…the root cause of her grief.
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