Chaos within

Oberon read the note, he furrowed his brows and looked around.

"Who dropped this here?" He frowned,"Is someone spying on me?" He looked around again.

"Is anyone around?" He called out.

There was no reply, he shook his head and went back inside the palace.

***

It was coronation day. Everyone was prepared for the coronation of the new Alpha king.

Oberon was getting ready, this was this day he had been waiting for so patiently. He smiled to himself, "Finally, the throne is mine." He smiled satisfactorily.

He was finally ready in his kingly regalia. He closed his eyes and exhaled, this was possible because Nyx had agreed to marry him, he at least was grateful to her.

He strode out of his room graciously, it was his day after all. He headed to the throne room where his coronation would hold.

He arrived there, all of the people gathered stood up to acknowledge his presence. He strode majestically towards the eldest werewolf who was present there.

The ceremony began, it didn't take too long before he was crowned the Alpha king.

"Standing before you, is the new Alpha of the pack, Alpha Oberon the first." He announced.

They all did obeisance to their new king.

With all the grace and authority he had, he walked to his throne, his heart leapt with joy when he had reached the throne, he slowly sat on it savoring the moment.

"Thank you all for making this day a success, it is my honor to become the new Alpha of this pack, with the help of my beta, I should be able to make my reign a success." He said with a lot of authority.

They all cheered loudly for him, celebrating his already established reign.

After his coronation, they threw a big feast to celebrate him.

He didn't stay till the end of the feast, he was too tired to stay till the end so he retired to his room.

He arrived at his room, he noticed the room was arranged in another order. This was unusual as none of the maids changed the arrangement of his room.

He arched his brow and walked towards his bed. He sighed and slowly took off his prized crown and set it aside, he took off his robes and set them aside too.

He exhaled deeply and stretched his self on the bed, yawning loudly.

A noise attracted his attention, he opens his eyes, he sat up on the bed, " Who is it?" He asked tiredly.

Nyx came out holding a basket, there were a lot of neatly arranged clothes in it.

Oberon furrowed his brows, "What are you doing?"

"I was here arranging some of your clothes. They were not in a nice order."

"Even my room?"

"Yes, I thought that restyling would not hurt." She smiled slightly.

She went to his wardrobe and arranged all of his clothes.

"Why bother yourself? We have maids in the palace. They could do what you want."

"No, I can do it myself. I don't have a problem with it." She shook her head.

He watched her arrange the clothes in his wardrobe.

"Being an omega must be so tiring." He held his head and smirked.

She rolled her eyes, "No, it is not." She replied.

"Why then do you do so much work?"

"Because we need to do them, if we do not do them, who else will?"

He kept mum, watching her arrange his clothes neatly.

"Nyx, can I ask you a question?" He asked.

She folded the last cloth and closed the wardrobe. She faced him, "Yes?"

"Come, sit here." He patted the side of the bed behind him.

She hesitated for a while, then went to meet him. She sat beside him.

"Have you ever fallen in love?" He looked at her in the eye.

She was dazed for a moment, then she shook her head.

"No, I never had the opportunity." She replied.

He sighed, "Okay, another question."

"Uh.. okay." She nodded.

"Do you think I am your mate?" He asked.

She nodded, "Yes, maybe. Is that not why you chose me to marry you? When I was much younger, I was told that whoever the moon goddess chooses to be your mate, you get married to that werewolf." She shrugged.

He bit his lips, she thought he had married her because she was his mate, deep down he knew she was not.

He sighed, "Oh." That was all he could say.

"Yes, why do you ask?"

He shook his head, "It's nothing." He sighed.

She nodded, "Okay, if you say so."

He groaned and held his head.

"What is the matter?" She asked.

"My head hurts." He said

He then felt her hands gently rubbing his temples. He opened his eyes and found her towering over him.

"A massage will make it go away. You will see." She smiled

He wanted to refuse but her hands felt so good, that he gave in and closed his eyes.

She gently kneeded his forehead, a wave of relaxation hit him, her hands massaged hus scalp and slowly made her way to his neck. He could feel all his tired muscles relaxing as she made circles with the pulp of her fingers going towards his shoulder.

It was surprising how one touch from her could relax all of his muscles, he was feeling so light already. The urge to sleep overwhelmed him at the same time something else was overpowering him.

The desire to feel her hands all over him, her hands were so soft and it was awakening all of his members.

Her hands dug in the skin of his shoulders and he let out an involuntary moan. She stopped as soon as she heard the moan.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I should probably go now." She said but before she could he gripped her wrist and tugged her torwards him, causing her to fall on his lap.

She darted her eyes avoiding his, he pushed her hair away from her face, his hands lingering on her cheeks.

She stiffened feeling his warm hands on her skin.

His hands trailed down her neck, gently caressing her nape. She tried stifling her moan but it betrayed her.

He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her jaw, she gasped feeling his lips.

His kisses trailed down her jawline to her neck. She closed her eyes and gripped his shoulder tightly.

Her skin was so soft, so flawless, she was just like a pure lily flower. He snaked his arms around her waist and pushed her face up, placing a kiss on her lips.

His lips dominated hers for a while.

This was exciting him, all his members were now warmed up. She was particularly inviting, a temptation he was finding hard to resist.

Then something flashed in his head, if he went further, it would lead to intimacy and that might make him end up making her instead of his fated mate.

He pulled away as soon as this thought crossed his head.

"Uh.. you should go sleep now. It's getting late." He disentangled himself from her.

She nodded and left the room. He felt bad for making her feel that way and then just holding back.

He really needed to find his mate before he did something out of his control.