Vampires and werewolves have been at war for centuries. In an attempt to make peace, Alessandra, the vampire princess, is wed to the Alpha Emperor of the werewolves, Xavier. All her life, Alessandra has grown up learning that the werewolves are barbaric in nature, a far cry from the elegant vampires. What happens, though, when Alessandra realizes that this is far from the truth? Their relationship starts off rocky with misunderstandings about each other, but through time, a bond slowly builds as they encounter and overcome obstacles together as king and queen, alpha and luna, husband and wife! When a cult started by an ancient vampire attempts to sow discord between two kingdoms, can Alessandra and Xavier maintain peace between both races? Or will their kingdoms fall into war and ruin, dragging their budding love down with it? — [Excerpt] When the guards declared the groom's entrance, everyone's attention turned to the door. I felt a hammer on my chest. Here comes the barbarian, I thought. I was looking away, lowering my gaze. The man entered the wedding hall. I felt like my intestine would come out of my mouth. The sudden gulps of the guests were not going unnoticed in my ears. What caused the guests to respond like that? Was the man that hideous? I lost my zeal to look at him. With a heavy heart, I kept looking away until he stood in front of me. Slowly, I glanced at the man standing in front of me. My heart was pounding so hard that I felt like it would burst. I gasped. There was no way he was the alpha lord and the groom of tonight's wedding. The phenomenally handsome man from earlier was standing right in front of me. Up close, he was multiple times more attractive. Barbaric man? Who? He was radiating such royal energy that even the noblest vampires were intimidated when he entered. My husband-to-be.
The room was dark. Dark clouds had covered the entire night sky, not leaving a single star behind, engulfing the moon. With my abilities, I could see acceptably, even in the dark.
I hastily took a look at the entire room for Xavier. I had already forbidden everyone to come within the chamber's radius. My eyes fell on the corner by the fireplace. I could see Xavier's perfectly shaped back, curled up, facing the wall.
"Please, don't come near, Alessandra," Xavier said in a husky voice. I paused for a moment. Xavier would rarely call me by my name.
His back was slowly shifting into his wolf form, which he was struggling to suppress.
"My Lord, you don't look fine. I will summon the oracles right away," I said worryingly, taking tiny steps near him.
Though he had ordered me not to get closer, I could not leave him alone like that.