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| Lars |

I, Lars Bjornson watched the man my heart and soul recognized as my only one soulmate leave, sorrow and anger filling my whole being, "Åsger, tell me, what keep me from murdering you ?". I growl, eyes flashing red, as I turned to glare at my right hand, and long time friend.

All my life, I heard the tales of the wolves gifted by the Goddess, blessed to find their other half, blessed to be by each other side for eternity, blessed to love each other till the Goddess decided to bring them back by her side.

All my life, I envied my parents, for they had found each other, for they had the love I so deeply wished to have for myself.

All my life I prayed the Goddess to besot upon me such blessing, all my life I waited for the day I would finally meet my other half, my Destined.

I refused to believe myself one of theses numerous wolves without a soulmate awaiting for them somewhere inside the vast world.

I wanted to believe I had someone made for me waiting patiently for the day we would meet somewhere in the world.

I cared not they were an Omega, a Beta or even an Alpha like myself, I only wanted to find them, no matter the time it would take to do so.

When my Father, my King informed me of the necessity to form an alliance with Aldora, of the necessity to marry the second son of King William, I felt betrayed.

Mother and him always told me to search, to fight and to die for love after all.

But I was a Prince, and one day I would be King, my people would always come first.

I was raised to always care about them first, to fight for them and to die for them if needed.

I was raised thinking of them as family, loving and caring for them as such.

I had no other choice than to comply, accept my fate and move forward.

I never thought coming here, forced and unhappy as I was, would result in meeting the one I believed now out of my reach forever.

I had after all renounced to ever feel the euphoric feeling supposed to overwhelm me during our first meeting.

But, it felt even better than what was described to me by my Father, the feeling of having him in my arms, the feeling of his lips against mine, his scent—oh his scent.

I could never get enough of theses now that I had the opportunity to grasp them, I could never forget the tender warm of his body, the sweet taste of his lips, his marvelous scent. I could never forget the overwhelming high at having him inside my arms.

I only wished for more, more of his kisses, more of his warm, more of his scent—more of him.

"Prinsinn mín ( My prince )—". Åsger sighed. "We are here to form an alliance with Aldora and its people, by marrying you and the oldest Omega son of King William. You fooling around with his little brother is not—". He started, only to be cut off by another menacing growl erupting from the back of my throat.

"I will not marry him Åsger". I growled once more, teeth flaring. "The only one I will be marrying is Adrian, no one else". My eyes were still red, and I knew Åsger had to refrain himself from sighing once again at my stubbornness.

"Prinsinn mín—". This time, he had to take a step back at the menacing growl that escaped his friend's throat. And he had to refrain himself from growling in retaliation.

"Are you so dense Åsger, that you cannot recognize him as my Sálufélaga ( Soulmate ) ?". I chuckled out darkly, scent spiking in anger. "Adrian Alry is going to be my consort, your Queen, no one else Åsger. He is the one who will be wearing the Queen's Crown and jewels, he is the one who will sit right besides me, and govern the kingdom of Nidarheimr with me. He is my queen Åsger, my mate, him and no one else". I finished, voice hard and final.

At my words, Åsger's eyes widened. Adrian was my Destined, my soulmate, the one I have been waiting for all theses years. There was no way I would marry and mate anyone else than him.

He nodded, understanding suddenly my previous actions, "If he really is your Sálufélaga then, I guess we have no other choice than you marrying him". Åsger sighed loudly. "What a mess you've made Lars". He said, his uses of my given name instead of my title a clear indication of how upset he was by the revelation. "I mean—I'm glad that you've found your other half, I really am, it's something you've deeply wished for, and for as long as I've known you. But seriously, it would have been extremely convenient if your mate had been Prince Mirco, but—". He abruptly cut himself off, as I shot him a deadly glare.

"I was blessed with the best mate I could have wished for Az, and you better remember to never think, nor say otherwise again". I growled out, barring my teeth at him, clearly upset at his words.

Convenient or not, I cared not, the Goddess blessed me with the best mate I could have ever wished for. And I was not going to let anyone tell me otherwise, whether they be my most trusted friend or someone else.

"I am not disagreeing with that Lars, I am merely speaking about the inconvenience of the situation. A lot of talking had already been done, and a lot of accords have already been concluded and documented in the premise of your finally not upcoming union with Prince Mirco. It will take a lot of time to sort this mess out Lars". Åsger sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

And maybe he was right, my sudden discovery of Adrian as my Destined is effectively messing up all the previous accords established in the premise of my union with his older brother Prince Mirco, by both our Kingdoms.

But I couldn't find it in my heart to care even a little. I had found the one I desperately waited for, after years of waiting for him.

I came all the way from Kálfa to Eldri heart heavy, the weight of my responsibilities as the Crown Prince of Nidarheimr burdening me. I was ready to wed Prince Mirco, as an act of duty towards my people and my kingdom. I was ready to renounce to the only thing I truly longed for, all for the well-being of my people. And I would have, if I hadn't come across my Destined.

I would have, if not for Adrian, sweet and beautiful Adrian. There was no way I would wed Prince Mirco now, not after the Goddess blessed me with such a gift. Not after meeting my Destined.

I take a deep breath, turning to face my long time friend, "I understand your turmoil my friend, I truly do". I sighed, Åsger throwing a blank look my way, already knowing what was to follow. "But, Adrian is my mate, him and no one else, never someone else. Accords or not, I will only wed him". I added, as Az sighed, nodding.

"Let us go then". He said, clearly exasperated, and I chuckled. "They are waiting for us Lars, and the sooner we meet them, the sooner we can start sorting all this mess out".

I nodded, signaling to the guards I knew were posted not far away from us, hidden somewhere behind the columns, to pave the way.

Åsger next to me, we walked the silent corridors of the castle, my mind drifting back to the few minutes I spent in the company of my darling. The few minutes of bliss I experienced, having him in my arms, his scent filling my lungs and his lips nestled erotically against mine. His delicious scent, his plump lips, his delicate body, I could not stop thinking about all of that, about all of him.

I could not wait to have him in my arms again, in his nest or in my den, cuddled up together. His scent and mine tangled together. I wanted to know more about him, I wanted to know more than his name, more then the smell of his scent. More than the breathy moans he let out as I assaulted his lips.

I wanted to drown in knowledge about him, his favorite colour, his favorite weather. Which dishes were his favorite, how would he like me to take him for the first time ?.

Would he scream ? Or would he bit his lips, to muffle his moans ?. Was he a bitter ? Or would he just lie there, and let Lars take care of him ? Was he rider or little prince, waiting for his Lars to spoil him rotten ?.

I couldn't wait to know, to find out what made Adrian, Adrian.

Soon enough, we came in front of the double doors hiding the throne room, the royal family of Aldora, and my beautiful Adrian, my beautiful mate.

Next to me, Åsger signaled to the guards guarding the doors to announce us to the King.

"Nervous ?". He asked, as he turned to look at me.

I chuckled in response, shaking my head, "Why would I be ?". I questioned, grinning.

Åsger chuckled, "I thought so". He smiled briefly, before straightening himself.

I take a deep breath, the guards were back, the King and his family were ready to meet us. My darling and his family were right behind theses doors, waiting to meet me.

As the doors opened, revealing us to the royal family of Aldora, I couldn't help but smile. Coming here was it turns out, absolutely worth it.

For, behind those opening doors, was the one I spent my entire life looking for.

My Sálufélaga, my Destined, my Soulmate, my one and only, my love, my Queen...

Prince Adrian Alry of Aldora, and I could not wait to declare and mark him as mine.