The Easiest for Last

In late summer, at the Capital of Euclase, a wedding procession was held.

In the morning, Damian had been dressed in a luxurious black tuxedo with gorgeous ornament adorning it. He reminded himself that he must flawlessly fulfill his role as the ring bearer today.

At least this would distract him from what was plaguing his mind.

Oh, what?

Once again, Damian recalled his great-grandparent's words.

"No touching except it's urgent. Make a distance, at least two feet away. Try to always calm your nerves, with her in the room or even when she is away. And, listen to your father."

Old Duke said this was the first case for an Alpha to find his mate so soon. For a normal Lycan, their mate could be their own neighbor or someone in the same city, usually in the same clan.

But an Alpha usually met their mate when they were already an adult.

Thus why this was such a bizarre case.

"...so you are saying that you can ascend to be a god now if you want it?"

"That is possible."