Anaiah's pov

Wearing a floor-length gown and heels, Leondre and I go downstairs to the ballroom where a party was organized to welcome the three elders. 

" you wear a suit well," I whisper to Leon, fixing his collars. My mate gets handsome every day that passes by, his body ripples with masculinity, yet not bulky. He is strong and intimidating but what I can't get over is how much he loves me, me! Just last year I was a lowly omega who was rejected, and now, I'm a Queen of the ...