His Incurable Omega novel Chapter 18

The girl, now a woman, told her wolf husband that their sons wished to experience human life. Reluctant at first, the wolf eventually gave in and let her go.

The woman's father had been mourning the loss of his daughter for so long. When in the middle of the night she suddenly appeared. He was overjoyed. She showed him how different she and her sons were and explained to him all that had happened. Her father, wanting the woman back, said to her that he accepted both her and the wolf.

And so the tribe prospered greatly because of the father's great sense in respecting the wolf. The tribe grew bigger and the wolf eventually overtook the men and women of the pack, until the term werewolf was born and created.

Thus," the Queen concluded, "is the story of the wolf."

The mass exhaled knowing the Queen had given out the short version of the story.

The King looked openly mad at the Queen for leaving out details, but wiped away his anger by forcing a smile and saying, "Let us remember the wolf!"

The prince stepped up and a few gasps were heard. This was his one part in the ceremony that the King had greatly debated on giving to him.

Looking at the quivering mass the Prince spoke in a normal level voice that seemed to somehow be heard by all saying, "Let us now eat."

Several people in the front row fell off their seats, having fainted on the spot.

I clipped the blue tooth onto my ear.

"Lizzy," I said hesitantly at first, "can you hear me?"

"LOUD AND CLEAR!" Lizzy shouted from the other end. I winced at the high volume.

I could hear Jane in the background, "Lizzy, you don't have to shout, she can hear you," she said.

"I can hear you, Lizzy," I said, confirming what Jane said.

"HAS THE DOVE FLOWN THE NEST? I REPEAT HAS THE DOVE FLOWN-"

"LIZZY YOU DON'T HAVE TO SHOUT!" I yelled at her. Some people jumped away from me and cast a worried glance at the girl who was talking to the ice sculpture, before walking quickly away.

"SORRY I'M NOT USE TO THIS," Lizzy shouted.

I gave a soft groan. Would I be able to hear by the end of this night?

"BY THE WAY GIRL YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL," Lizzy shouted.

"Thank you, Lizzy," I said in a normal voice, trying to emphasize that it was a good idea to talk in the same tone.

"I LOVE THE DRESS, IT'S BETTER THAN WHAT YOU DESCRIBED," Lizzy shouted back.

I took the earpiece out of my ear and rubbed my forehead. This wasn't going to work.

I heard muffled noises coming from the device and reluctantly put it back on.

"Sorry, Fayette this is Jane," I gave a sigh of relief in my head. "What happened to Lizzy," I asked, deciding to be polite.

"You don't want to ruin the makeup now do you love?" Honey said.

"O hush Honey," Trish, another maid spoke up, "It's waterproof so let her cry her eyes out. I would be crying too if I was as pretty as her and got to go."

I sniffed and smiled at them.

"Want to look in the mirror now?" Honey asked, excitement written on her face.

I nodded. They had shaved me in places that I didn't even understand (It's not like anyone would be seeing my legs?) and had curled my blond hair, leaving it as Maize said, "long, hanging and beautiful," only adding a few pins here and there to keep some parts in place.

The makeup had been minimal. Each maid agreed on that.

"Just enough to bring out those pretty blue eyes," Trish said.

After all that prodding and primping I hoped I would see a change in the mirror.

But I never expected what I saw.

The girl standing in front of me looked like she was gliding. She looked confident. She looked...happy.

I stared at the face that looked back at me.