Novel & Cerita The Prince Unwilling Mate

Like she was asking me more. "It was fine" I leaned closer. "I don't think the prince will listen to anyone advice. He's hell bent on coming to the pack" I whispered. "Do you think it will not be a problem?" Her eyes darted towards the staircase before she settle them back on me. "He's as stubborn as his mother. If he sets his mind on something, he make sure he achieve it no matter the circumstances. It doesn't matter whether he will hurt himself on the accord. We should just watch and see how he set his goals"

I closed the door behind me, not interested in anything but getting to Angeline and putting her in her place. With the royal officers here, I had to be somewhat tactful rather than act freely. But that wouldn’t prevent me from getting to her, cornering her, and making her my breeding bitch. Both my Alpha line and my lust would be satisfied. Oh, and she would pay for rejecting and lying to me. The little bitch would spend the rest of her days paying bitterly. “She will be ours. Forever.” My wolf growled his agreement. The officers wouldn’t dare to step in when I exercised my rights to claim what was mine. She was my fated mate, given to me by the Goddess. And not even the king crossed the God

“She has every right to cast out your mistress.” “We both know that this is a marriage of convenience.” “Your convenience,” I point out. “What convenience does she have? Taken away from her family.” “They seem not to care for her.” I cannot argue against that because of the way her father easily cast her aside with no dowry. “Have you seen how she limps in the cold mornings? Do you think that she did that in the South where it is warmer?” “Do you expect me to change the weather?” Clenching my teeth, I speak softly, hoping others do not hear what I tell my brother. “I expect you to treat her with the respect that the mate of a Dragon Lord would receive.”

"Besides, the beast wants me far more than it does my sister." Vladya leaned forward, his eyes like gray chips of ice. "And why is that, little prince?" Emeriel's tongue felt thick in his mouth. For a moment, he contemplated telling Lord Vladya the truth—that he was a girl, and he feared he might be the beast's soulmate. The possibility clawed at his insides.

This was apart from how she and her mother always treated me and my own mother. “Are you not an ordinary servant?” they would remind me whenever I attempted to protest, whenever someone lashed out at me even for things that were obviously not my fault. When the moon goddess spoke that my fated mate was the alpha prince, I was glad. Because mating with Alpha Prince Golden would have set me free from the constant humiliations. He would not have allowed all that mess. Or so I had believed. All the ambitions and expectations had been cut short without my knowledge. I just had to find a place to release all the tension before it consumed me whole.

! MATE! MATE!” I couldn’t believe my luck. My mate was an absolute SNACK, and I wanted a taste. But if my dad ever taught me anything, it was how to mask my thoughts and emotions. The stranger made two wide strides towards me and reached out his arm to grab me when I put my palm flat out in front of me to stop him. “HALT.” I said without hesitation. “Who are you? What are you doing here disturbing my night?” I asked matter of factly. He looked stunned, but his shock soon turned to annoyance. “Oh don’t pretend you don’t sense it. You are my Mate.” He says. I look him over once “So I am… and you are mine. You haven’t answered my question. What is your business here….?” As I realized I didn’t e

“Her? Oh, she’s no one important, My Prince. Just a—” “How can she be my mate? Unveil that face,” he growled, fury lacing his voice as he cut my mother off. The room froze. Jeanine’s face paled. My eyes widened. Mate? The crown prince was my mate? “What?!… My Prince, are you mistaken?... That cannot—” my father was saying when Jeanine cut in, now calm and graceful as usual. “My Prince,” she stepped back, courtesying once more. Her voice was so calm it would ease anyone's worries.

On the day she miscarried because her mate chose his ex, Rae's wolf went completely dormant from the trauma. That killed every ounce of love she had left for him. She was done playing his pathetic doormat. No more running his family's empire. No more grilling him about staying out all night. He left her locked in a freezing pack holding cell for nine whole days. Why? To baby-sit his childhood sweetheart through a "full moon panic attack" in a luxury mansion. Rae didn't cry. She didn't scream. She didn't even bother making a phone call. Then came day ten. Colton finally rolled up in his custom black Cadillac. He looked down at her with those golden wolf eyes, calling her dramatic. Rae just pu

“She’s not their mate.” “Who is her mate?” “I don’t know. My guess is that her mate is Prince Arthur, but maybe I don't know for sure. It could be any of the Western princes.” “She looks so…lonely.” “She probably is. Go over there and invite her to join us.” He didn’t need to tell me. I was already halfway out of my chair. The three princes paid no attention to me as I walked past them, but their mates did. They jealously glared at me as if I were some kind of threat to them and their mates.

“What?” asked Prince Brayden. Weather looked at Prince Brayden and with a sad expression. Her lips parted and she spoke, “I know what you want… and I am sad to say… that I cannot do it.” Prince Brayden was shocked by her refusal. She already knew what he was going to ask before he asked her. She truly can see the future. “I cannot be your mate.” Prince Brayden didn’t want to hear what she was saying. He grabbed her hand and said, “No. You will be my mate.”