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Story: 101 Proposals? No, Alpha
I had asked Jonat Swiss, the head of the Werewolf Council, to marry me a hundred times. I stood at the door of the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs every time, waiting for him to show up.
He would constantly show up at a popular dating spot with his partner. The Magic Moon Amusement Park, the Blood Musical Theatre, and even the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs were all places they went to.
Today they would be together, but tomorrow they would break up, so they could experience being single and the excitement of rapidly finding a temporary partner.
Others easily obtained what I dreamed about.
I turned off my phone and waited by the side of the road for a car to exit. The car still hadn’t come after a long time, but Jonat called me.
His voice cut through the phone like an icy blade as soon as I picked it up. “You’re still not home this late? You’re my future mate, but you’re out all night. Have you thought about how I feel? Where are you right now?” he said.
I didn’t say anything. In the past, I would have surely given in and explained my predicament in a humble way.
But now, I didn’t want to say anything.
Jonat was visibly impatient on the opposite end of the queue. He remarked with a tone of fury, “Mia, are you mute or something?”
“I am at the entrance to the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs,” I said.
Jonat didn’t say anything. Maybe he finally remembered that promise he made to me personally: he said that if I asked him to marry me 99 times in front of the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs, he would show up on the hundredth occasion, say yes, and hold the marking ceremony with me.
He went to a music festival with Vian Lucas today, though.
“Wait… Wait for me. I’ll come get you,” he said.
I cancelled my ride after the call. I didn’t really think he would come, but the weather changed all of a sudden and a big snowstorm hit.
I was shaking all over from the cold as I stood on the corner of the street. Because of the sudden frost, my phone died after only three hours.
But Jonat never showed up.
The last thing I saw on my phone before it died was a post from Vian on the werewolf social networking site.
The picture that came with it was of her and Jonat at The Star Restaurant, which is in the tallest structure in Burna City. Jonat looked at Vian with a kind expression on his face. He was well-dressed.
The caption said, “It’s so romantic to be able to watch the snow fall with you at The Star Restaurant, which is in the tallest building and looks out over Burna City.”
I smiled when the screen went black.
He chose to go to a music festival with Vian and eat at a fancy restaurant on the day of my 100th proposal. I stood in the snow all night, but he never came.
For seven years, I waited for him to keep his word and proclaim, “You are my fated mate. I want you to be my only one.”
But in the end, I was just the easiest thing for him to play with.
I won’t wait any longer, Jonat.
I didn’t go home that night when it snowed. I dragged my cold body and walked for two hours till I got to the nearest hotel where I could rest.
That night, Jonat never sent another message.
I got up early the next morning and headed to the Werewolf Council Office, ready to turn in my resignation.
Jonat was the highest-ranking Alpha in the Werewolf Council Office and held influence over all of Burna City. I was only the most useless clerk next to him.
I had been watching him since he was a low-level intern officer at the Council, and I still wasn’t very noticeable. Jonat probably wouldn’t even notice if I just vanished.
Just as I was ready to sign the last line of my resignation documents, Jonat showed up behind me out of nowhere. I knew his smell all too well, and so did my wolf. But I casually switched screens as if nothing had happened.
He looked at me and enquired in a chilly voice, “What are you writing?”
“Nothing. Just some business coordination papers,” I said without missing a beat.
He scowled a little, as if he didn’t notice anything weird, and then he turned and walked inside the inner office.
“Mia, come with me for a second,” he urged.
As soon as Jonat called me away, my coworkers started to talk behind my back.
“She’s done for. Alpha Jonat is yelling at Mia again.”
Everyone in the Werewolf Council Office thought that Vian was his destined partner. But no one knew or thought about it that Jonat had put the Ring of Oath on my finger during the Moon Goddess Festival.
Jonat glared at me at the workplace. “So, I didn’t pick you up. Was it really necessary to act like this and not even go home?” he yelled.
He would constantly show up at a popular dating spot with his partner. The Magic Moon Amusement Park, the Blood Musical Theatre, and even the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs were all places they went to.
Today they would be together, but tomorrow they would break up, so they could experience being single and the excitement of rapidly finding a temporary partner.
Others easily obtained what I dreamed about.
I turned off my phone and waited by the side of the road for a car to exit. The car still hadn’t come after a long time, but Jonat called me.
His voice cut through the phone like an icy blade as soon as I picked it up. “You’re still not home this late? You’re my future mate, but you’re out all night. Have you thought about how I feel? Where are you right now?” he said.
I didn’t say anything. In the past, I would have surely given in and explained my predicament in a humble way.
But now, I didn’t want to say anything.
Jonat was visibly impatient on the opposite end of the queue. He remarked with a tone of fury, “Mia, are you mute or something?”
“I am at the entrance to the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs,” I said.
Jonat didn’t say anything. Maybe he finally remembered that promise he made to me personally: he said that if I asked him to marry me 99 times in front of the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs, he would show up on the hundredth occasion, say yes, and hold the marking ceremony with me.
He went to a music festival with Vian Lucas today, though.
“Wait… Wait for me. I’ll come get you,” he said.
I cancelled my ride after the call. I didn’t really think he would come, but the weather changed all of a sudden and a big snowstorm hit.
I was shaking all over from the cold as I stood on the corner of the street. Because of the sudden frost, my phone died after only three hours.
But Jonat never showed up.
The last thing I saw on my phone before it died was a post from Vian on the werewolf social networking site.
The picture that came with it was of her and Jonat at The Star Restaurant, which is in the tallest structure in Burna City. Jonat looked at Vian with a kind expression on his face. He was well-dressed.
The caption said, “It’s so romantic to be able to watch the snow fall with you at The Star Restaurant, which is in the tallest building and looks out over Burna City.”
I smiled when the screen went black.
He chose to go to a music festival with Vian and eat at a fancy restaurant on the day of my 100th proposal. I stood in the snow all night, but he never came.
For seven years, I waited for him to keep his word and proclaim, “You are my fated mate. I want you to be my only one.”
But in the end, I was just the easiest thing for him to play with.
I won’t wait any longer, Jonat.
I didn’t go home that night when it snowed. I dragged my cold body and walked for two hours till I got to the nearest hotel where I could rest.
That night, Jonat never sent another message.
I got up early the next morning and headed to the Werewolf Council Office, ready to turn in my resignation.
Jonat was the highest-ranking Alpha in the Werewolf Council Office and held influence over all of Burna City. I was only the most useless clerk next to him.
I had been watching him since he was a low-level intern officer at the Council, and I still wasn’t very noticeable. Jonat probably wouldn’t even notice if I just vanished.
Just as I was ready to sign the last line of my resignation documents, Jonat showed up behind me out of nowhere. I knew his smell all too well, and so did my wolf. But I casually switched screens as if nothing had happened.
He looked at me and enquired in a chilly voice, “What are you writing?”
“Nothing. Just some business coordination papers,” I said without missing a beat.
He scowled a little, as if he didn’t notice anything weird, and then he turned and walked inside the inner office.
“Mia, come with me for a second,” he urged.
As soon as Jonat called me away, my coworkers started to talk behind my back.
“She’s done for. Alpha Jonat is yelling at Mia again.”
Everyone in the Werewolf Council Office thought that Vian was his destined partner. But no one knew or thought about it that Jonat had put the Ring of Oath on my finger during the Moon Goddess Festival.
Jonat glared at me at the workplace. “So, I didn’t pick you up. Was it really necessary to act like this and not even go home?” he yelled.