The Prince Unwilling Mate Novels & Stories

Ozouf and I roared in utmost pain, sorrow, and bitterness. “As the future Alpha King, I, Jeremy Conrad Wulfric the Third, am blessed with one favour from the Moon Goddess, and it was my desire to be paired with Laura. Although I am gifted only one favour, whether it is granted or refused, I may only ask once. It was a risk I was willing to take, and it paid off. Now I ask again, as the prince of the werewolves, where is my mate?!”

“If you are mates, you wouldn’t be discovering it now because you have met before!” It seemed the prince’s lie had been unravelled before it went far. Scarlett was right though. As long as both parties were old enough, once mates meet for the first time, the recognition was always instantaneous. “That’s why,” the prince muttered, touching my face again. If he wanted to act, he could at least try to look interested in me. His words and actions seemed interested in me but his face remained cold and blank with his jaw clenched.

He hissed, pushing past me. I maintained my ground. “no, not until you give me an answer.” “do you think whatever is said now will make any difference? I still wont want you. I can never imagine myself with someone like you who is ungrateful. I should have had you thrown in the dungeon instead. We give you a place to stay and food in your belly, yet you stand here talking to me like you can ever hold a candle to me?” I found his narration funny. “say all you want about me. all I ask is a simple question. why didn’t you just reject me on the spot? What are you not acknowledging the mate bond?”

Walking into the room now, he was as handsome and seductive as he always ways, the blood only made him more dangerous. And Elizabeth loved it! If only he wasn't her cousin, she thought, as she drooled over him. Even if he was her cousin, she would have definitely found a way for the both of them to be together, if his silly bethroted and chosen mate, Ava, was not in the way. She wished her mother would work on exterminating Ava, instead of preying on poor and weak Roxanne, the human who was hundred percent clueless about everything.

Far too trusting… “He could have you in moments and what would you do with no one here to protect you.” “You protect me!” She objected leaning forward and nearly stepping against him. He could just feel the brush of her small nipples through his tunic as they grazed his chest when she drew deep breaths. He was already so over sensitized from the moon that he found himself groaning against the desires of his beast. “Then mate with me.” He said under his breath. She laughed outright. Ducking his arm against the wall and pushing his elbow aside as she gathered a candle to light in the fire. “No. I won’t let you do that! I won’t be mated by force or out of pity.”

Craig's father protested as he wiggled his body to shove the Knight's hands around his body. "Tsk! You all are hopeless." Duke Martin clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Anyway, to continue... The Prince of the Raphbarg Kingdom is suffering from his Alpha pheromones due to being mateless. So, I want you to participate in his mate selection," The Duke approached the Lady as her family wailed. "But, I am not--" Genesis mumbled under breath in a panic. 'Stomp!' The Duke stood in front of her, and he leaned to her ear, "I'll set them free if you agree."

I looked at him, and he nodded at me. Could that be right? Would nobody truly stop me if I wanted to claim her as my mate? I knew that no one could stop me if I decided to make her mine. Even if the whole world seemed to protest our union, I would still do what I wanted. The problem was me. Was I willing to accept her as my mate when I had done everything in my power to push her away? "Oh, the girl might not want to even see your face." Gamma Samuel spoiled my mood with his talk.

“I’m a Prince and the future King. I will never crawl to anyone. Least of all, you.” “Then what do you want? Need a tissue for your tears?” She asks mockingly. “I came to tell you that you failed. My mate is alive and well, but your best warriors? All dead. Dead at the hands of the woman you call a child and say is so unworthy of being my mate and the future queen.” “You lie.” She snarls. “If there’s one thing I never do, Lorelai, it’s lie. You know that. My mate is alive and well, and already headed back to Araphyra, where you know you can’t touch her.”

His brow furrowed, the faintest crease between his eyes. "I will tell you why I cannot be your mate, Prince Alexis," I continued, steadying my voice even though my chest felt like it was breaking open. "It is because you are exactly the kind of mate my mother wants for me. The perfect match in her eyes. And I want nothing to do with that." The garden fell silent except for the sound of the fountain nearby, water spilling over stone. His gaze searched mine, sharp and searching, as if he was trying to see if I truly meant it.

She smiled bitterly and then said, “Ah, I forgot I had to see someone, I’m afraid I can’t help you right now” He smirked and collected his gardening tools from her, “It is fine”. he watched her leave but not with her usual confident self. It was his mother. His mother gave her high hopes. He didn’t really have a problem with her, he just didn’t feel any sort of connection between them. Speaking of connection, he remembered Kaliyah. He did feel something between them but he doubted she was his mate. Will he, the eldest prince of Draego be so ill fortuned to be mated with a human? He shook that thought aside and proceeded to start working in his garden.