“Ahh, run!” yelled the boy with brown scattered hair. He wore almost tattered clothes, he looked like he was fifteen with cute obsidian eyes and a nice body.

Namia had just come for fresh air, she was tired of her older brothers nagging so she came to the seaside to get some fresh air only to be sighted by a little boy - so she called him.

“Are you not scared of the snake?” asked Quentin. The green-looking snake had crawled to Namia’s leg and she didn't move an inch. She wore male clothes like that of a warrior, unlike the normal floral gowns that were made for females, especially princesses. Namia looked like a princess but different with chocolate curly hair which she packed in a rolled bun.

Her face was different, very pretty and small but hostile.

“You are scared of my pet snake when she is scared of you!” Namia was angry previously but seeing this human boy getting scared of her pet snake, lightened her mood.

“You are very small, how could your parents allow you to have a pet snake? Hm, are you not scared?” Quentin made sure he kept his distance, his eyes were on the green-looking snake cautiously watching every movement it made.

Namia who gently used her thumb to pet the snake widened her eyes at the words Quentin had said.

‘Small? I am over a hundred years old, I am only looking small right now because the time of earth is slower than ours in the afterlife, dummy!” she almost yelled out but she kept the words to herself because she didn't want to scare Quentin.

“It doesn't bite.” She answered calmly before facing the sea which seemed to have calmed her nerves.

Quentin trusted her words and walked towards her, he looked at the snake with fear but he thought; ‘if a female can stay with it, I can too.’

“I have a question to ask. What does love mean? Y.. you know, earlier, my brother and I argued about it and he said only love can capture me.” she uttered remembering the exact words her older brother had said.

Quentin turned to her.

“I don't understand. Capture you?” He raised his brows.

“I’m very stubborn, he thinks love will make me submit.” She looked at him and completed her statement.

“Oh, I think so. You know I heard love can make you do anything. When you love someone, you sacrifice your satisfaction and happiness for them because the only thing that can make you truly happy is that person’s happiness. Like finding your mate, everyone yearns for it, you know why? Because they are waiting for that one person that will melt their heart away, make them smile without putting an effort and by the smell of that person, everything becomes perfect.” Quentin explained with so much passion, his eyes glinting as he said each word like he was thinking about someone.

Namia noticed this, she looked at him and smiled. She saw how his face expressed every word he said and it immediately melt that frozen spot in her heart. She hardly smiled and here she found herself smiling for an ordinary human.

“I have to go,” She said and turned around

Before Quentin could face her and stop her, she had disappeared.

“Hey...” he called but no one answered.

That was the beginning of their love story. An immortal girl with a frozen heart and a mortal wolf in love with only one woman.

* * *

The crowds at the Alpha’s king Palace were impeccable. So many people cheered and looked in a particular direction waiting for a man to appear. Everyone said this man was the greatest and most skilled wolfman. They even went ahead and said this wolfman could defeat thousands of devils if they were to fight against him.

The claps and music of excellence filled the four corners of the palace, with females and males dancing and jumping in celebration of the wolfman.

Everyone wanted to see his face. Everyone wanted to know what he looks like. Everyone wanted to worship him. Everyone wanted to speak with him; bow to him, and call him Alpha. Everyone wanted to hear his voice. Females wanted to see how handsome he was, if he was different from what the rumors had said or if he was better than the details the rumor gave. Everyone was ecstatic and expectant.

“ Bow to the new Alpha of the twelve kingdoms joined together, the greatest Alpha of all time. The only one to defeat twelve cruel Alphas all at a time and rescue a lot from slavery... Alpha Quentin...”

* **

Quentin clad his eyes open, and looked around the slave quarters, it was only him remaining to assemble in the backyard to work.

He was in so much trouble if Master Nicholas should catch him still sleeping, his food for the day would be passed through his nose to his belly.

Quentin knew better than to sleep there thinking about the dream that could never be a reality. Imagine a man who was born into slavery being the greatest Alpha of all time. Hahaha, it was something to laugh and mock at.

He stood up quickly and resumed at the Alpha King farmland to work. He was cutting the grass when the beautiful memory of the princess replaced his tragic reality.

He remembered her walking through the rose garden with her in-hand maid talking and laughing; walking with all mightiness. Her black hair bounced on her back as she laughed gracefully, pushing the well-endowed black strands to her back.

Although her father had brutally killed his father according to the story he heard, he couldn't help but fall for the beautiful princess. Nevertheless, he knew he was just dreaming in fantasies because the princess would never acknowledge him. She was only meant for the rich Alpha and Beta’s sons who would one day be mated to her.

Just as Quentin was doing his work and smiling to himself, he heard some of the other slaves talking about something that seemed to interest him.

“I heard the King has ordered for all the males in the kingdom to come to the tryout,” said Liam as he chopped off the weed from its root.

At this time, master Nicholas wasn't around so it was easier for the male slaves to gossip about the rumor.

“But everyone knows no slave dared to go to the tryout.” Kelvin rolled his eyes disgusted at the maltreatment and unfairness slaves got from the Alpha King.

“How about Quentin? I think Quentin should try out!” Ryan said with ecstasy which made Quentin widen his eyes. He raised his head and saw that everyone was already looking at him.

“Ha ha ha, only a slave with no brain will try out,” he said waving his hand and covering his sadness to reality with laughter.

“Quentin, even if you're a slave, you still have the best voice in all of Oceandale Kingdom. I have never heard a voice better than yours, this is your time to shine.” Kelvin walked closer to him and placed his hand on his shoulder.

Quentin kept quiet, he said nothing but ponder on what Kelvin had said. It was indeed true that he has the best voice but he was a slave. The king would throw him out in a twinkle of an eye.

“Quentin,” Amber yelled and waved at him.

Quentin turned his head in her direction. She wore a cotton dress undergarment which was famous amongst the slaves. It was the only clothes the slaves wore.

She waved her hand to Quentin with a smile and moved closer to him. The male slaves who stood beside Quentin hummed knowingly and did their work.

Everyone in the slave quarters knew Amber was very much in love with Quentin except Quentin who innocently thought Amber was only being nice to him. However, Quentin was only in love with the princess, he knew he could never get her but he wouldn't deny himself the fantasies of being with her.

Amber rushed to him with a basket in her hand. Of course, it was filled with food. Amber was known to bring leftovers of the king and princess to Quentin. Amber was the in-hand maid of the princess.

She got to him and kissed his cheek affectionately.

“And that kiss is for singing to me last night. You must have heard that I have a hard time sleeping so you came to my window side and sang until I left off.” She smiled and began to bring out the food from the basket.

Quentin was confused. He didn't sing for Amber last night, he only sang for the princess after he heard her complain she couldn't sleep most of the night to Amber. That day, Amber said she also felt the same way, she must have mistaken him for singing to the princess to her.

Amber's room and the princess's room were very close to each other as ordered by the princess. Quentin shook his head in agreement, he didn't want to ruin her mood so he said nothing.

“And thank you for making my stomach full every day,” he said. Amber smiled and nodded her head. After she brought out the food, Quentin sat and then called all his friends to come and join. The King's leftovers were enough to feed everyone because the King loved to feast every day.

“Hm, Quentin, you are such a lucky man,” said Kelvin as he took the roasted chicken to his lips.

Amber was disgusted by this but she said nothing. She brought the food only for Quentin just to see the other slaves eating it. She wouldn't have been so annoyed if they would allow Quentin to eat.

“Amber, where is the princess?” Quentin asked. Since he started working, he hasn't seen her. Normally, on a bright day like this, the princess would stroll along with the garden and check on the slaves in the farmland.

Amber looked at him, she was lost in his obsidian eyes that she didn't know he was talking to her.

“Amber..” Quentin called again.

“Uhm.. the princess? She... She is currently sick and has been taken to the Lamia Kingdom for the great priest to treat her.” She lied.

Quentin was confused. Just now, Kelvin said the princess was at the tryout, why would she lie that the princess was sick and taken to the next kingdom?!

“Quentin, I have to tell you something. Did you hear about the tryout? Do you plan to go?” Amber asked.

Quentin looked at the other men who were busy consuming their food, he smiled and nodded his head positively. For two years now, the princess had been over the age to find her mate but she never found one.

However, the greatest priest from Lamia came and said; the moon goddess has chosen the man with the greatest voice to be the princess’s mate. According to the priest, the moon goddess has marked the he-wolf to be the greatest Alpha, mighty in battle with a unique voice to distinguish him from other wolves.

Quentin knew he had that great voice and wants to try it out. Who knows, he could be the princess’s mate and wipe out the bad name his father had created in the kingdom. It was known that Quentin was born into slavery because his father - who was the Beta betrayed Alpha Landon- by attempting to kill him. Alpha Landon found out about his betrayal and ordered him to be killed while his pregnant wife was thrown into slavery.

Quentin thought that if he became the Princess’s mate, he could wipe out the bad name his father had created for him.

Meanwhile, Amber seemed upset.

“Quentin, do you think you have a chance? You are nothing but a slave and the son of a betrayal. Even if you do have a good voice, do you think the king would let you be the princess’s mate? He will behead you in a twinkle of an eye,” she said with a worried face.

Quentin sighed.

“Amber, why do you care so much? You and I know very well that I love the princess and I want her to be mine. This is my chance, do you think I will give this up? I am not scared, I will only be scared if I didn't try at all,” he replied.

Tears circled Amber’s eyes. Ever since she lost her mate to battle, she had fallen in love with Quentin because he has the same rare obsidian eyes as her mate. Since Quentin hadn't found his mate as well, it was just right they stayed together.

“How can you talk about your feelings with the princess like this Quentin?! Do you not get that I love you very much? Can't you see that I am doing all this talking because I love you very much and I care about you? How can you be so dumb to want to be with the princess when I am here and I will do anything for you? Quentin...” She moved forward to touch him but he moved backwards. He shook his head in amazement, he had no idea that Amber had feelings for him.

“How...” before he finished his words, amber had pushed forward and slammed her lips on his.