Chapter # 01

“Father…..”

“I am your king.” The man roared but Azriel quietly looked at him and then looked at the aged man sitting beside him wearing a crown who remained quiet. It seemed that King Jayralaam had something he wanted to convey through Mikiyaal today.

Azriel waited quietly.

He knew exactly why they called him. The room half filled with unknown beta and alpha women dressed in bright clothes and gleaming jewels told him all he wanted to know.

The eyes on his were sickening.

“Your grandfather and I have selected a few girls from good families. If not all, you still need to select a few. You are already 50 years old, it's about time you take in concubines.”

“I refuse.” Azriel said shortly.

Mikiyaal smacked his fist on the chair and shouted, “Your siblings already have children your age! And you, the crowned prince still haven’t had a single child with your blood.”

“My siblings can have a million children but they can’t inherit the throne so what they do has nothing to do with me. I will not lay with anyone but my mate. The children I have with these immoral women can not inherit my crown either.”

“Immoral? Every woman here was hand picked by your grandfather and me. They are daughters of the most prestigious families of NoireLune.”

“Daughters? More than half of these women are the result of your advisors not being able to wait for their mates and the alpha women must be the lowest of their society if they are here knowing their mate is out there.”

He turned his eyes and slowly looked around the women, most turned their heads down when their eyes met his and he visibility snorted in disgust when his eyes landed on the alpha women.

“Just for a chance to climb higher, these women came here. The moon god must be really pleased with how the wolves of NoireLune respect his blessings.”

“Azriel! My child, your mate will not blame you for having children before her.” King Jayralaam softly reminded him and Azriel laughed. Loudly.

“But your mate did blame you, and my mother did blame father and both died because they couldn’t stand what you had done to them. A wolf is only loyal to one mate. And don’t try to sell me your immoral behaviour in the name of possible heirs. NoireLune heir can only be a child born from a true son and his mate. Your frivolous behaviour is just for your own sake. Do not give it a noble cause as it is everything that a wolf is forbidden to act on.”

At the mention of the death of his grandmother and mother, both King Jayralaam and Mikiyaal went stiff.

“You have no right to mention your mother.” A pained moan escaped his father.

“No, you have no right to mention my mother. Your actions killed her and I will not walk your path.”

“Your highness, we will not wish for you to take any responsibility for us when you find your mate.” A small, clear voice suddenly spoke.

Azriel didn’t bother to look at the woman who spoke and laughed a dark laugh.

“The process of concubines is through the willingness of the women, isn’t that correct Mayaleen, daughter of 7th Advisor Dylane Mishoob?”

“Your highness recognized me. Yes, we all are here by our own willingness to serve you. We understand our duty. We do not wish to bound you, your highness.” Mayaleen’s joy and pride could be heard from the sound of her voice.

“You, who killed your half sibling who also volunteered to come, will show such understanding to my future mate, truly touches me.” Azriel quietly said.

Mayaleen went quiet.

“It is good to know that you all came here at your own willingness to die.” Azriel continued and slowly started walking towards the crowd of women standing like goats for some noble sacrifice.

These were the type of women who had truly held the reins of NoireLune. Though the heir to the crown of all the kingdoms must be born from the true son and his mate, in the last many thousand years, it was rare for the heir mother’s to live long enough to see their son become kings.

Jayralaam found his mate when he was over 300 years old. By the time he found her, he had more than 20 concubines and 40 children. A wolf, if deprived from the moon god path, starts losing its wolf’s instincts. It was the same for Jayralaam. He made his mate his queen but refused to get rid of the concubines. His grandmother died when his father wasn’t even two years old.

Mikiyaal, who was raised between his grandfather’s concubines, has learned nothing from his own father’s life. He was as frivolous as his father and had fathered more than 30 children when he found his mate.

Unfortunately, Azriel's mother was from the kingdom of Krvcistej, she was raised in the land where every wolf only had one mate. Krvcistej was the only existing kingdom which had no population of betas. Though omegas are born, the wolves involved in the act of bringing an omega are punished by death.

Krvcistej was also the only kingdom which gave complete freedom to omegas and didn’t enslave them.

His mother was lied to and led back to NoireLune while she was carrying Azriel in her stomach. To find out her mate had a harem filled with women and children completely shattered her. She died on the day Azriel was born.

Azriel himself was raised among his father’s concubines who tried to raise him the same way his father was raised but before dying, his mother left her most loyal servant to take care of him.

Rabayeel was the reason he didn’t turn out like the rest of his family.

Unfortunately, his family’s deeds and sins towards the mood god have caught up to him.

“You dare touch them!” Mikiyaal's roar reminded him that he was still in presence of others.

“Rabayeel!” Azriel called loudly.

The large doors opened and more then 50 soldiers following Rabayeel entered the hall.

“You highness!” The 50 people in sequence bowed down following Rabayeel towards Azriel. Their sight never saw the King and prince sitting with crowns on their heads.

“You dare bring your soldiers inside the royal palace. You have forgotten your place!” Mikiyaal shouted but King Jaralaam kept quiet. Nothing except his tight fist showed his mental state.

“Strip their clothes and jewels. Sell the jewels and feed the hungry. March them around the capital so they will never be able to show their faces to anyone again.” Azriel ordered and without looking back started walking outside with Rabayeel on his heels.

The screams that followed were ignored by them both as they started making their way outside the castle.

“They found a rogue just a few thousand kilometres from the border of KoyuOrman. She seems pregnant.”

“Let’s go.” Azriel said and started running midway shifting into his wolf.