Novel & Cerita The Princes Unwilling Mate

Prince Deacon told her. “But I want you to be my fated mate,” Princess Freda protested. Prince Deacon took a deep breath. “I have my work cut out for me.” “I refuse to be fated with anyone besides you,” Princess Freda said stubbornly. “That is what you say now but I promise you that when you meet your fated mate and claim him as your forever mate you won't even remember why you wanted me in the first place,” Prince Deacon said, pulling her to continue their walk.

A wide staircase splits into two, leading to the upper floors. “This,” Adrian says, stopping at the foot of the stairs, “is Iron Wing. You’ll be living here. Ground floor’s common area. Curfew at ten. Boys on the west side, girls on the east. If you’re caught in the wrong hallway after hours-” His eyes narrow slightly, and a quiet chuckle escapes him. “-well, don’t.” A few of the guys shift uncomfortably. “There’s a strict structure here,” he continues. “Unlike the heirs and trust fund babies up the hill, you don’t get the luxury of bending the rules. You break one-“ he snaps his fingers, “-you’re gone.”

"But he's right. You need to be there. Show the court you're not intimidated. That you belong." "I don't belong." "You do now. Bonded to three princes. Carrying the heir. Like it or not, you're one of us." His grin softens. "Besides. I'll be there. I'll make it fun." "How?" "You'll see." He stands. Kisses my forehead. "Wear the dress. Look devastating. Make every she-wolf in that room jealous." "Why would they be jealous?" "Because you have what they all want. Three princes. A true mate bond. Power." He heads for the door. "Trust me. They're going to hate you. Might as well look good while they do."

“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.”

I questioned. “I’m not obligated to give you an answer but I will. I don’t hate her. I don’t dislike her. She’s not a bad person but she’s unfit for you and you want to know why? It's because she’s an omega and we cannot allow her to be your mate because you are of a royal bloodline, and that makes her unfit for an heir like you,” he answered but I didn’t like his response and I refuse to accept his response. “I like her and I want her and that’s the most important,” I replied.

“What are you talking about? He would never send me away like this.” “He has no choice. The council is knocking on his doorsteps, demanding information about the alpha killer and he has no more ways to hide you and you have been doing. They are pressuring him to give up the killer and he has no way of stopping you or keeping you out of their grasp, but I do.” His words sent a shiver down my back for some reason. “And why would he send me back to you then? and not just hide me or lock me up?” “Because, no matter how much you deny it, you are still my mate and he knows that I am the only one that could control you. And for looking you up, he is pretty sure that you will break out in a matter o

Athena POV “Well... yes...”. Aiden scratches his neck awkwardly, confirming my suspicions. “WHAT?!”. I stand up abruptly. “And you didn’t think to tell me that?!”. I wave my arms around frantically, freaking out. How on earth am I mated to the princes? “We didn’t think it was relevant”. “It doesn’t matter, right?”. “Of course it matters!”. I blast back with a raised voice. In which universe does it not matter to be mated to damn royals? “Have you seen the type of girl I am? And that is just appearances. My personality isn’t exactly princess material either”.

“When time shall come , you will know who you are and what you stand for, then you should have the right to choose between whats good and what is evil, to save the curse of the mated vs unmated.” “Mated vs unmated ? I haven’t heard of that before.” “My prince if you permit me I should tell you a story about how it all began. “The mated...?” “Yes the mated vs the unmated of course. What the hell are you thinking? Come here, stay with me.” He snapped at the prince. Warrd drew closer to him they sat close by and the guards in watch for external aggressions. Then Billy began the narration...

“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.

her shoulders slumped as she murmured to herself, despondently. She was heartbroken to learn that Prince William of Attiha had found his mate. The prince had caught her fancy when she had seen him at a royal celebration of a neighboring nation three years ago. She was just 14 and the prince was 17. Since then, she was secretly hoping to be his mate and was waiting impatiently for her birthday which was just a month away. But all her hopes came crashing down when she learned about his mating ceremony two months from now.