Synopsis:

"I found you... Mate" He breathes bringing his hand to cup my cheeks but I snapped my head backward.

"I would never be yours," I said breathing harshly while glaring at him.

Over 700 years after the death of King Elijah and Queen Celeste, their son Micah ruled over the world. After searching endlessly for his mate, he gave up hope thinking he would rule the world alone for he was the only one to have ever lived for such a long time.

When words got to the king that the omegas

humans

have been escaping 'his world' to live in the ruin for almost two decades he became livid going to the ruins to kill them all and teach others never to cross him.

What Micah never expected was for his mate to be lurking in the ruined palace hiding from the harsh and brutal world he created and he never expected his mate to be human.

I had always longed for adventure. Papa use to say that would be the end of me if I kept Fantasizing about the world beyond the ruins but that never stopped me from dreaming.

I sat with my legs hanging out the window from the ruined palace staring at the setting sun as snow lightly fell on the ground. I have been living in the ruins for almost ten years now, Mama and papa thought it would be more better to flee and hide away from those monsters as they say.

I could still remember how they treat we humans, they treat us like we are below them, like trash. We were called Omegas, the weakest of them all. I sigh and turned around with my legs now inside the palace before jumping and walking down the hall. I had to get some vegetables that I planted out, in the garden before it gets dark.

When I got outside I greet a few people with a wave and a smile. We use to be about one hundred and fifty people living in the ruins but now we are only about eighty. They all died from the cold and hungry and papa was among one of them.

I wrapped my hands around myself and rubbed my shoulders trying to keep myself warm. My brown sweater had holes and them and was now thin and faded from constantly using them everyday for almost six years and my boots had worn out, bigger than my feet but at least it kept my feet warm.

I quickly stepped inside the garden and sighed as my body became warm, I called it the enchanted garden. No matter how cold it is or how hot, the temperature here would remain the same-warm and plants grow really fast here.

One of the older refuges, named Mr. Cole, discovered the garden two years ago when he fled from the beasts world to live in the ruins. When the snow rained heavily and all our plants died from the cold. We all would have starved to death if not when Mr. Cole has brushed his hand against the snow, looking for what he would eat when he saw a single rose, covered under snow yet looking healthy and fresh. We then planted some maize and within a few days, we harvested them.

Getting on my knees and pulling out some of the vegetables from my part of the garden, I dropped them in my basket then?dust the snow that had gathered on my shoulders while dragging the basket back with me to the palace.

"Ma" I called when I opened the door to the room where mom and I are staying in.

"Lovette" mom mumbled from the bed, raising her head up and using her elbow to support herself as she offered me a smile.

I dropped the vegetables at our... Little kitchen before sauntering towards mom. I sat at the edge of the bed placing the back of my palm on her forehead checking her temperature.

I frowned when I noticed that her temperature has increased and I swear, I could use it to warm water. "You're getting Worst" I stated moving my hand towards her neck but she smack it away.

"I'm fine" she said waving it off but I knew she was far from fine.

My mom had a habit of doing that-making a small deal out of something big. Just like how she said she was fine when dad died but I could hear her late night cries. Or when she said she was fine after giving me her nuts to eat just so I wouldn't go hungry but starve herself for days. Or when she said she's fine but coughs out blood every fucking day.

She's definitely not fine.

There was nothing I could do though, there wasn't any drugs here in the ruins not after 'our guy' was caught by the beast when he was trying to sneak out drugs from the castle.

It was said that he was tortured to give out information as to where he was taking the drugs to but they gave up when he would not alter a word and finally killed him. Not after cutting his tongue off for keeping silent.

Mom took my hand in hers giving it a little squeeze, snapping me out of my thoughts and giving me a smile. I could only offer her a sad one inn return as I gazed at her brown her that looked lifeless. Lifeless as in the brown in her eyes turning a pale gray just like her skin and her cheeks hallowed.

I got up, moving towards the little space we call kitchen and preparing our dinner.

I made sure ma finished her veggies before tucking her to bed for the night. Honestly, i felt like the parent-not that I was complaining.

When I noticed that she was asleep, I climbed in my bed, pulling the cover over my body and placing my hand my stomach and joining my fingers together in form of a web thingy.

I looked up at the ceiling, fantasizing about how it would be to be mated to a werewolf.

Was it dumb of me to have such thoughts when we are literally slaves to them? Yes. But does that stop me from fantasizing? Fuck no.

After a few minutes of me day dreaming of how amazing it would be to literally have a soulmate, I drifted off to sleep.

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Boom!!