“So the rumors are true,” My father comments taking a few steps into my room.
“What rumors…what the hell are you doing here?” I demand.
“I think the better question is what are you doing here?” My father asks. I pull the covers up, trying to hide myself. “I am here to take you away. You need to leave.”
“Why?” I question, my eyebrows scrunching together. Did George order this? Does he not want me anymore?
He swears under his breath. “Do you not realize where you are? This is the crowned Prince’s bedroom!” He points out.
“Yes? And your point is?”
“If the Prince gets caught with common wolf like yourself, especially with a girl that is not his mate, he could be stripped from his title.” My mind starts drifting to a different kind of stripping, at the mention of the word.
“I’m not just a normal common wolf, must I remind you? I am an Alpha for Pete’s sake.”
“I am very aware of your-our position. I’m doing this for the greater good. If you caught, you could be punished.”
I hear more footsteps. Fast. Heavy. George.
“What the hell is going on? Why are you in my chambers?” George asks my father.
“I’ve come to get my daughter, Sire.” Father explains to my mate.
“Any why is that?”
“Sire, if someone sees you with a girl, who is not your mate, you could be stripped of your title! My daughter isn’t worth all the trouble.”
Ouch.
A growl rips out of George’s throat. “Do NOT disrespect a women like that, especially your own daughter. You’re concern with my title, doesn’t matter. I will be keeping my title no matter what. I don’t know if I can say the same about you,”
“Sire, you aren’t thinking correctly! She is not your mate, there is no good outcome of this situation.”
“Listen here, you fucking idiot. Anyone with eyes can tell she’s my mate. I don’t fucking care if you are here father or not. You don’t even deserve to be called that. Now, get out of my sight! I do not wish to ever see you again,” George is practically shaking with anger.
“Please, just let me talk to my daughter!” My father pleads.
“Only if the princess wishes,” George says, and realization hits me. I’m the princess, I am going to be queen. George’s Queen. I like the sound of that.
I feel both pairs of eyes on me, waiting for my response.
“Um,” I start but can’t find the right words to finish.
“The princess isn’t feeling well. Please leave so I can take care of her.” Aww, he’s so cute.
My dad starts storming toward George. “You will not touch my daughter! I will kill you,” What a change of heart in the past few minutes. I was practically worthless to him a few minutes ago.
George just holds out his hand. “Threatening the Prince? Do you know what will happen to you now?” George growls and my father stops.
Father looks over at me. “Please see yourself out, Father.” I basically spit out his name, as if it were venom.
“But-” He begins, but I cut him off.
“Father! Please, you are only embarrassing yourself more. Leave,” I tell him and he goes silent. He turns around and walks towards the door. Finally.
“You’re lucky old man,” George comments as my father leaves. I fall back on the bed.
I run a hand threw my hair and resting them on my face. “George…I’m so sorry.”
He comes over to me. He leans on the side of the bed; studying my body. I look at him. Our eyes meet.
“Don’t worry sweetheart. It’s okay. It’s going to be fine.”
“How do you know?” I question. He leans in and kisses my lips.
“Because we have each other. No matter what we will face or what happens. We will have each other. Always,” He says and I can’t help but smile. This. This is what I’ve always dreamed about. This is why I’ve wanted a mate since young. I’ve spent what? 3 days with him, and he’s already stolen my heart, and I don’t want him to give it back.
We stare at each other for a few seconds. “Your butt looks fantastic today by the way,” he tells me. I giggle and lay back on the bed.
“Lay with me?” I ask him. He nods his head. After getting ready for bed, and changing into a pair a pants, and no shirt, he returns. Man, I can get use to this view.
My body heats up with every stride he takes towards me, out of the bathroom.
“By the look on your face, I’m going to guess you like all of this.” He runs a hand down his abs. Man, I would kill to be that hand.
“Are you always this cocky?” I ask him. He crawls into bed.
He mocks hurt. “Is this what you think of me?”
I nod my head.
“I’m hurt sweetheart,” He says with a smile. He turns off the lights, and snuggles closer to me.
I sigh in content. “You make me feel good.” I tell him as his hand find it’s way to my stomach, and rubs it.8
“I can say the same.”
I roll, facing him. I place a quick kiss on his lips, preparing myself for the next question. “So what did your Dad want?” I ask.
“Nothing,” he says shortly.
“George, please. Tell me! We’re mates, remember? It’s going to be a long and hard life if you keep things from me. I’m a big girl, I can handle things too!”
“I know. I just don’t want to think you’re a big girl. So I can take care of you, my Little Rose.”
“No matter what, you are always going to take care of me. I will do the same. Even if you are the big bad, werewolf Prince. You’re still mine,” I mean what I say.
“Yeah, I am.” He whispers and kisses me. We are deep in a make out session, with George’s hand up my shirt, when there is a knock on the door.
I collapse on the bed. “Are you kidding me?” George laughs and tells the person to come in.
“So, it’s true!”
“You got to be screwing me!” I say. George laughs again, and then says “Not yet,” while wiggling his eyebrows.
I start to blush as he talks to the person at the door.
“What are you talking about?” he ask the young man in our doorway.
“My best friend found his mate!” the guy says excitingly. I eye him up. He’s got sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, and really bright white teeth. He doesn’t look anything like George, so I’m going to guess they aren’t related.
“Yep, that is true.” George purrs, getting up from the bed and walking towards him.
“DUDE, that’s great! I’m so proud of you!” the guy says and gives George a man hug. I just watch.
The guy looks at me next.
“Hi, I’m Ted! I’m George’s best friend and future beta.” He says with a small wave.
“Hey, I’m Alyssa!” I say and give a little wave back.
“It’s nice to meet you.” He smiles.
“Same to you.”
“Well, I just wanted to come say hi, and to tell you that your dad wants to see both you for breakfast in the morning.” Ted says.
“Thanks man!” George says. We says good-bye to Ted and he leaves.
“I have to meet the king in the morning!”
“Don’t worry you are going to be fine!”
“No I’m not!”
“Hey, you met the prince and that turn out okay.”
“Yeah, I suppose.” I say with a smirk.
“Let’s go to bed. I’m so tired.”
“Okay,” he says and we sink down in the bed, and drift off in to darkness.