4; Mine.

Adrian Moretti.

“She’s hot.” I muttered under my breath, watching as my so called bride trained along with a warrior she-wolf out in the lawn. They were sparing, meaning she’s dressed in a half vest and tights that hugged her body, leaving her assets out for me to see.

I felt blood rush down there. Fuck, I’ve been feeling that way since she arrived and I first laid eyes on her. She’s been here for about two weeks I think, and not a day comes where I don’t get a glimpse of her, I just choose to avoid her sight till I figure out what to do with her.

“Does that mean you accept her as your Princess?” Caleb inquired, and though his tone was bare of any emotion, I knew he was hopeful I’d settle down with this she-wolf.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” I waved him off almost instantly. I meant it when I said I’m taking no bride, especially not her. “She’ll be a good lay though. That’s for sure.” I wouldn’t mind getting her in my bed. She should be of some use. Besides, I need to get her out of system. My body has been reacting to her the minute I first laid my eyes on her, and I’m well aware of the reason.

“The wolves are already interested in her, they look favorably upon her.” Caleb announced, giving his daily report on her which he started on his own. I don’t remember asking him to give me one, but I never stop him as well. “She’s a strong one.”

I hummed, my gaze set on her as she kept on sparing with the wolf. She’s not bad, she got the strength of Alpha blood in her sure enough.

“A few male wolves seemed to have taken interest in her as well…” He trailed off, and I’m sure as hell he said it intentionally.

Just then, I spotted a few male guards standing and observing the spar as well, but I can tell from the look on their faces that they weren’t interested in the spar, but the certain woman in tight outfits.

A growl escaped my slightly parted lips, vibrating and bouncing off the walls of the office.

‘Mine.’ My wolf, Zeik, growled possessively, not liking the way other males stare at his mate like that. ‘How dare they stare at my mate lustfully?’

I handle my reaction better though, since I refuse to accept the fact I’ve known since I first laid my eyes on her. She’s my mate. I don’t want a mate, I wasn’t looking, nor interested in one.

And what’s the possibility of the bride I’ve been chosen turning out to be my mate? Is fate playing some damn joke on me, because I sure as hell isn’t about to succumb to this mating. Which is why I refuse to tell anyone about it, not even Caleb. But I’m certain he can tell something’s off.

“The full moon is coming up tonight.” He announced again.

My brows furrowed, I turned around to look at him. “The full moon?” That means she’ll be in heat.

He nodded. “Yes, My Prince.”

I ran a thumb across my knuckles. “Dismiss all the male guards within her vicinity and replace them with female guards tonight.” I passed on, without much thought.

I could swear I saw the corner of his lips tilt upwards for a brief second, but it disappeared as soon as it came. “Your wish is my command, My Prince.” He nodded. “Should I arrange a harem for you tonight?”

“No.” My gaze shifted back to the she-wolf that’s been messing with my senses without much care. “I have to take care of her tonight.” I can’t have anyone else near her, I’ll get rid of them then.

Perhaps, finally having her would get rid of this ache I’ve been having. It shouldn’t hard to get her, since she’ll be in heat. I don’t know if she’s aware I’m her mate, but I’m certain she’ll feel the bond regardless and it’ll make it much easier.

And I was right, I managed to get through to her and get her in my bed that night. I will not lie, there’s no one like her—and perhaps it’s the mate bond making me feel that way but the feel of her luscious curves on my hand her smooth skin.

Her soft, alluring moans, and her reactions. Fuck. We went on for rounds till she couldn’t handle it anymore, and we both collapsed as an exhausted heap. I realized two things after spending the night with her. One, I felt satiated, which is something I’ve never felt.

And two, there’s no fucking way I’m letting her go now. I must’ve underestimated the mate bond quite a lot, but I formed this connection with her that made me feel protective of her. It stirred an emotion I had no idea was in me before. Suddenly, I reconsidered my decision of taking her as my bride. I might just go through with that wedding and accept her as my mate officially.

‘Caleb.’ I mind linked him as I lay I bed, with her sleeping figure curled beside me, my hand drawing invisible patterns on her bare back.

‘My Prince.’ His response came almost immediately.

‘Get rid of the harems.’ My gaze dropped to her face, a smile tugging on the corners of my mouth. ‘She’s enough for me.’ Perhaps, having a mate wouldn’t be so bad.