Moonlit Legacy: Claimed By The Alpha King

CHAPTER 1: THE GREAT BETRAYALS.

"Silence!"

The sound of the Priestess's staff echoing, amplified by magic, as it hit the ground, reverberated throughout the noisy crowd gathered in the great hall.

Fiona, the Priestess of our pack, got everyone's attention. Everyone's interest was piqued.

Raya on the other hand, had both a mixture of anxiety and eagerness.

The Festival of Spirits - an annual event that was peculiar to just the Greyhound pack, the second most powerful pack in all of the domain of the king. But this time, it doubled as the Nuptial Ceremony of Jamey, the newly appointed Alpha of the pack, and Raya.

"Worry not, child. It'll all be over soon," Ingrid, the oldest maid in Raya's father's household, said to her as she stood beside her. Raya cracked a mild smile, but her anxiety was visible.

Turning to the side, she met the haughty smirk of Victoria, her childhood nemesis. Furrowing her brow, she looked away, wondering why her Victoria had that smug look on her face.

Shrugging, she cast off the thought. Tonight was her night. Her status in the pack was about to change.

Her father and two older siblings stood some meters away from her but didn't spare her a look. She was hoping the night would be different.

Standing on the dais, the Priestess and the elders stood before the people, with the Priestess in front of them.

"Tonight, we all stand here to bear witness as the oldest and most sacred duty that has ensured the perpetuity of our kind be fulfilled, in accordance with the will of the Moon goddess," Fiona began speaking.

"Raya, daughter of Lamdan, and Alpha Jamey, of house Koll, please step forward," she instructed.

Sighing, Raya stepped forward, doing her best to suppress her happiness. Jamey walked forward, looking a bit cold. They both faced the Priestess.

"Do both of you accept each other as mates, according to the will of the Moon goddess?" Fiona asked.

The whole congregation of people got quiet at this point, such that only the flickering sound of the torches' fire was heard. In the past three centuries, no Nuptial Ceremony drew this level of curiosity from the members of the pack.

"Yes, I accept Jamey as my mate," Raya answered, smiling, and her heart filled with happiness. Fiona nodded and faced Jamey.

"Jamey?" Fiona called, checking in to see how he had delayed a bit.

"I, Jamey, of House Koll, reject you, Raya, as my mate!"

The whole congregation gasped with wide eyes when they heard that. Raya's smile began to wear off, and her heart raced as she got nervous.

Looking around, she saw the people chattering amongst themselves, laughing as they looked at her. She looked at her father, but all he did was glare at her.

"But, it is the will of the goddess," Fiona protested.

"And I dare to defy her!" Jamey's voice thundered, startling me. Scoffing, he turned to me.

"Is this who you expect