Cassius's POV
Standing in front of my mirror in my posh bedroom, I was putting the finishing touch on my tuxedo for tonight's Royal Mating Ball. Normally, I was not too fond of these events where the kingdom's alphas paraded their unmated offspring around the ballroom. But tonight was the night where I would find my queen. I just knew it. My wolf Enoch was particularly restless. Whining and pacing. 'Easy there, Enoch.' I tried to calm him. 'Mate is near.' He responded.
I had longed to find my queen, especially now that I was King. Most wolves find their mates at eighteen. But I was busy preparing to become King. I didn't have time to go to a lot of parties where the she-wolves would be. If I wasn't in meetings, I was in combat training. It was a lot of work to maintain
