My Royal Mate Novels & Stories

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Zara “I love you, Mateo. Everything about you. Your mess, your best. I will love you forever, no matter what”. I close the book I’m reading in frustrated. Oh! Novel how much more? I need drama. Real drama and not just some jeered up love story reminding of my present contradictory love live. “My lady?” I look up and sight Maryann, the head lady-in-waiting looking radiant as usual but not uptight as before. “Yes, Maryann?”, I say from my bed, straightening up my back a little. I was so going to stop the rule that says a princess should act royal at al

The guards didn’t need any more information than that, thankfully. Kyle turned when he heard the guards approach. “Back away,” he growled, “I’m having a discussion with my mate. This is none of your business!” The first guard brandished his sword. “I don’t know who you think you are,” he said to Kyle, “but that Lady is a royal mistress. She is Prince Gideon’s mate, not yours.” Kyle glared. “She was my mate first. She lived in my home and she belongs to me.”

It was better the entire Royal line did not yet know of her. Otherwise, there would be war, and war was so… messy. So unpredictable. No, this was a disease that needed to fester. A poison to be administered slowly. For a Royal to find his mate meant the crown was secured, the line continued. And they would do anything to protect a Royal’s mate. Anything. For an all powerful Prince, he was acting like a lovesick pup, panting after a treat he hadn’t even earned the right to taste. A treat that was promised to me long ago.

I was dying to grab an opportunity to tell her about it. "You thought I would marry someone else even after knowing that you are my mate?" I ask Venus, but the way she stares at the ground gives it away. She really thought that! I placed my left hand on her cheek this time, which made her look at me. Her features are softening as I stroke my thumb against her cheek. The mate bond. Thank fucking Mate Bond. "I would never, in my right mind would put you aside for someone else. Not even for my sake. But for my kingdom, maybe. I am the last living Royal," I tell her even though I feel a burning sensation in my throat as I tell her every word of it.

Fulfilling that notion he’s had of us dating. We’re well beyond dating, of course. We’re having a baby. But aside from us sleeping together when our crossroads intersect, the fact that I’m becoming familiar with his closest people, and he’s learned all about my past and my present—as well as my future desires—and we’ve developed a comfortable ying-yang scenario… We haven’t actually been out on real dates. For a moment, I get stuck on what that would involve, honestly. Do royals go to the movies with the masses? Or do they rent out a theatre for a “private” viewing? (Obviously, private is a relative term because security detail would be on-hand.)

He said. Imperial family my ass! The monarch in this country was long gone! And how did they even know I'm a descendant? Did they scanned my whole body with some advanced equipment or something? I told him he's delusional and that i wasn't the one he was looking for. I showed him my house which was an old apartment with a hole on the roof, creaking floor and smelly hallways. "If i was a royalty or something i wouldn't be living here and should be enjoying luxury, but I'm not, so get out! "

And that too so easily. "I don't want to regret anything in my life, Alex" She pecked his lips. "Let's get ready fast or else, my princess will kill us," Alex mumbled and took a new parcel to Clara. She was so happy to see a long red gown and he had the same colour tie to match his suit. His efforts always made her special. Both got ready and came down so quickly. Rachel wore a red and black gown which was sweeping the floor and she looked like a Disney princess in real life. She jumped and hugged her mom and dad with a huge grin.

I wasn’t his mate at all; instead, I just had a stupid crush on him which ended a long time ago. “Haha, like I didn’t know any of this. Rian! She was your mate, but you rejected her even before she realized the matebond between you… All three of you rejected her, and that’s why you came here: only after becoming part of the royal pack will you be able to reject her without telling anyone else… that’s why you're all here, right? I am a Queen, and I know what is going on in my own palace. If you have already rejected her in the past and gone to such lengths to avoid her jinxed presence, then what’s the problem now?” She almost begged her, as if she were on the verge of desperation.

His words jolted me out of my thoughts and I raised my head to his. " My King? " I called absentmindedly. " I'm waiting for your response. Who's your mate? Is she also someone of Royal? You must have met her at the party right? " He asked eager to know. " I haven't met her, " I said at once and his face went pale. " You didn't meet your mate? " He asked in shock and I nodded. " Why didn't you inform me yesterday!? " He snapped. " I didn't think it was something that crucial " I replied.

"We have mates. Muna and Fredrick are mates." A small laugh escaped her lips. "And the crazy gets crazier." "And Killian—my boyfriend—is my mate. He's also the Alpha of his pack." She readjusted again, as if the new position would help her understand better. "That's like... royalty, right?" I nodded. "So... You're like... a princess?" I scratched the back of my head sheepishly. "If you put it that way." "And your mate is also royalty. You're going to be a Queen."