The Princes Unwilling Mate Novels & Stories

“Tracy is not just my niece but she is a strong and fit Lycan, a perfect match for the crown prince. Besides, everyone knows they've been together before now. The Prince has the right to decide to still keep his mate as..’ My hands locked around his neck in a flash, my fingers digging into his skin before he could finish with his words. “What the hell do you mean?” I asked menacingly, fury dripping in my voice. It was enough that his niece had given my mate a difficult time back in the werewolf part of the southern lycan territory, I wasn't about to let them play with the idea of toying with my mate again. “I would ascend the throne as the king whether your likes accept it or not!” I growled

“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.

His voice was dangerously low now. “I want to hear you say it, admit it. And tell me why you didn't say anything for the past two years you've known this haven't you?” “Yes! Yes you are my mate and you want to know why I never said anything? Because it doesn't matter and because I detest you with every fibre of my being. You are just a pathetic, insignificant human. I feel insulted identifying you as my mate” He tightened his hand around my arm and I winced

“Wait… is she human?” I nodded. He sat back, whistling softly. “Well, that complicates things.” “I know,” I muttered, staring at the floor. “I just… I didn’t expect it. She’s nothing like anyone I’ve ever known. But she’s everything.” He studied me for a long time, tapping his fingers together. “Do you love her?” I looked up. “Yes.” “Then why haven’t you told her?” “Because I don’t know how,” I admitted. “I’ve never needed to try. You don’t have to woo anyone when you’re a prince. And I always assumed when I met my mate, it would just… work. That courtship wouldn’t matter.”

************** Back to the mansion after a long walk, I saw them, the four princes of Alpha Asher, dazzling under the light of the hallway, in their pretty night suits and fine boots. Wonder what they were up for, and how I looked in their sight? I looked nothing but stupid like a piece of trash drawn out of the riverside and tossed into the mansion. I had tied the gown on the mountain so my breast wouldn’t fall out to the glare of young men who might bump into me on my way home, but here, the four princes could not take their eyes off me. One, the gown was a see-through piece, and two, I was dirty and smelly, but the filth was not a big deal. The big deal was the fact that I missed my wolf

“He’s the one who started it.” Prince Kaine looks surprised, “You two know each other?” It would be of know use to lie so I go with the truth. “He’s my former mate.” Prince Kaine’s expression is unreadable for a moment before he frowns, “Let’s hope that won’t interfere with your work. Though… you two clearly weren’t a good match.” My face heats at the prince’s words. I know that I am not an ideal mate for anyone, but for the prince to say it so blatantly makes my blood boil. I fight to keep my temper in check as I respond to the prince’s words.

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?!”

“I don’t understand. Please, enlighten me oh, great one. What am I missing about you rejecting your mate? The one wolf fated to be yours through the Moon Goddess?” My cheeks flamed. It was almost as if the Prince had a personal vendetta against me, even though we’d never really met before this trip. “It wasn’t like I wanted to break the mate bond with Chloe. I had to – she’d hurt Leah and covered for her mom.” I paused. “Except she didn’t, and I broke our bond for no reason. Don’t you think this is hard enough for me? Realizing Leah lied and Chloe just vanished?” “You treated your mate terribly. I think it’s almost fair that you’re suffering now.” There was a bite to his words, and I realize

And I, Prince Arden, was either a threat to be controlled or a tool to be forced into position. My fists clenched. I wanted to break him. To drive my knuckles into his mouth until he couldn’t speak names like Cassandra’s with filth on his tongue. But I didn’t. Because violence would be what he wanted. Violence would make me the unstable prince. Violence would give my father justification. Violence would turn this into a story where I was the villain and Nala was the wronged woman and her uncle was the righteous protector. So I kept my hands still.

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