All Chapters of My Royal Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Morgan’s POVI hadn't had waffles in a while.The last time I'd eaten them was the morning after I returned from India.I'd been ridiculously happy that day.After being gone for so long, sitting at our table with Alex, Usher, and Allison had felt like slipping back into a life that had been waiting for me.Had I known that only a few days later I'd be abducted and nearly killed by my supposed boyfriend, I would've eaten waffles for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.Fuck calories.Near-death experiences really put carbohydrates into perspective.Darcy had absolutely hit the nail on the head this morning.I cut another piece of waffle and dragged it through the syrup.Perfect.I was already working on my second cup of coffee when Damian's father and Thomas joined me.“Someone woke up early,” Thomas said.“I was hungry.”He chuckled as he pulled out a chair.Damian's father sat across from me.“That's a good sign.”“I thought so too.”And it was.My appetite was finally returning.My body s

Morgan’s POV: I was over the fucking moon.There really wasn't another way to describe it.My brother had found his mate.After years of waiting, wondering, and pretending he didn't give a shit that everyone around him seemed to be finding theirs, Alex had finally heard the one word every unmated wolf secretly hoped to hear.Mate.And somehow, impossibly, ridiculously...His mate was Danika.My sister-in-law.Damian's twin.A Princess of the Eastern Kingdom.The more I thought about it, the more insane it became.Then something clicked in my head.I sat up straighter.“Wait a minute.”Everyone looked at me.I ignored them and turned toward Damian.“Danika has to remain in the Kingdom, right?”Dani's eyebrows lifted.Damian glanced at his sister before looking back at me.“For the most part, yes. Why?”“Because of the line of succession.”His father's expression changed slightly, like he'd already figured out where my brain was going.Damian nodded.“She's next in line after you.”I s

Morgan's POV:Goddess, I knew you were testing my self-control and patience.But seriously?Tonight?Please give me the strength to make it through this party without dragging my mate back to the Palace.Hell, at this point, I wasn't even sure we'd make it that far.The limo looked pretty damn comfortable.I glanced at Damian sitting beside me.Fuck.He looked so damn good in that tuxedo.It wasn't helping.Nothing about the last hour had helped.The moment Danika suggested that Damian help me into my gown, I'd known exactly how dangerous that was going to be.Apparently, so had everyone else.The smirk on my mate's face when the women left the room had confirmed that he could smell exactly what he'd been doing to me.There was no hiding arousal from a werewolf.Especially your mate.And mine had looked entirely too pleased with himself.The second my robe came off and Damian saw what little I had underneath it, that soft growl had nearly ended every ounce of self-control I possessed.

Damian's POV:And finally, we arrived.I'd survived the fucking torture of sitting so close to my mate the entire ride home and not being able to have her.Morgan had been pressed against my side, warm and soft, her scent driving Bruce and me absolutely insane while I pretended I wasn't counting every damn minute until we reached the Palace.But we'd made it.Finally.The Palace stood quiet before us, and for once, I had absolutely no interest in being its King.I only wanted to get upstairs, close our bedroom door, and be alone with my mate.The moment the doors closed behind us, it felt as though the entire world we'd spent the evening entertaining had been locked outside.No music.No applause.No Pack members waiting to shake Morgan's hand.No one asking questions.Just the faint sound of our footsteps echoing through the enormous foyer.Our parents had retreated to their rooms, and only a handful of overnight staff remained awake. The warriors stationed around the Palace were sti

Morgan’s POV: Every part of my body was trembling.I was in some kind of fucking ecstasy, and the man hadn't even fucked me yet.How was that possible?I'd lost every bit of embarrassment somewhere along the way. My mouth kept saying things I never imagined I'd ever say out loud, much less to my mate.And apparently, Damian fucking loved it.Every inch of my body needed him.Every nerve felt awake.And Kira?The bitch was having the time of her life.She was completely satisfied with the fact that I'd finally stopped fighting what she had known from the beginning.I'd surrendered to Damian.Not because he'd demanded it.Not because he was my King.And not even because the Moon Goddess had decided he belonged to me or because I belonged to him.I'd surrendered because I wanted to.Because somewhere along the way, I had fallen in love with him. And I couldn't pinpoint the exact moment it happened.Maybe it was when he brought flowers to my office and somehow managed to calm me after on