Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Marked
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“Have you found Prince William yet?” Mr. Carson asked the servants who rushed towards him, their cheeks flushed from the cold night air. As the Head of Servants’ at the Golden Palace, they all looked to Mr. Carson for answers he didn’t currently have. He pulled at his fine collar as if he was suffocating from the pressure.

“No—no, not yet. We’ve searched—“

“No?” He interrupted one of the girls who looked as if she were about to faint. “Then what are you coming to me for? Keep searching the grounds!”

Mr. Carson ignored their responses as they rushed off in all different directions to find any trace of a Prince who was never easy to find. Sweat slowly dripped down the back of his neck, he wiped his palms on his trousers when he heard the music grow louder from the ceremony whenever a servant pushed through the grand doors.

Laughter and light conversations filled the air inside that hall. The crown prince Martin Arnold and his Lady Grace Reilly were busy enjoying their fresh engagement with the respected royal families and lords. Even Prince Daniel, the fourth in line, had traveled back from the military just to celebrate Martin. Something William couldn’t seem to bother himself with as the third in line—despite living in the castle.

Lady Grace Reilly, the distant niece of Luna Queen, was perhaps the most beautiful creature in the entire kingdom. Not a single soul came close to her beauty, werewolf or human, they simply couldn’t compare. House Reilly shared half the kingdom with House Arnold.

No one had ever dared to cross the Reilly family, not even the Alpha King Charles himself. It was truly a big day for the entire kingdom to have their families merge—which made each passing second without Prince William feel as if Mr. Carson was standing in his own grave.

Mr. Carson forced himself to glance inside the ceremony to see if anyone had noticed. Prince Martin seemed happy enough, whispering in his lady’s ear as drinks were set in front of them. The rest of the party didn’t seem to notice the absence of William yet—or he’d thought so until he locked eyes with Luna Queen.

The look she gave Mr. Carson made him shiver worse than the cold outside had when he realized he would be left alone with the blame if the prince didn’t show up. The sky darkened horribly since their search began—guests would surely eat this up as their nightly gossip if he didn’t resolve this soon.

from their faces as he neared them. “Find Prince William right this

“Yes sir!”

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she should’ve stayed inside to help the other servants with the party, but she allowed her mind to wander just enough that she ended up alone in the gardens.

just for the party and was free to come and go as she pleased. She couldn’t imagine herself ever coming back if she had the chance to

the path she strayed from. It wouldn’t be wise to be

from the noise. It sounded as if it echoed all around her, for a moment—she wasn’t

he whispered behind her, she moved too slow to prevent the man from forcing her to the grass beneath them. Though, Doris didn’t think there was anything she could have done that would’ve prevented this man from getting whatever it was he wanted from her. She was afraid

shouted as he straddled her

her head with one hand, she could smell the alcohol on his breath when he whispered the word

in her undergarments. She struggled uselessly against his hold, the cold air stung her exposed skin. Doris didn’t understand what this man meant by mate. She didn’t have a mate—he was obviously very drunk and

for eternity. The burst of pain slowly passed when he kissed the mark he just made upon her skin almost tenderly, her eyes fluttered open at the sensation. A wave of heat burned her entire body as he trailed his lips down her neck, only

his head towards her in the darkness as if he listened to every slight sound she made. His free hand moved to caress her breasts where his mouth

flushed red when she couldn’t hide her own reaction to a man that attacked her. She didn’t realize her body was so sensitive to touch in certain areas—even to a beastly man like him. Doris didn’t want this, she knew she didn’t. But the way her back arched towards his touches—her body just wasn’t listening to her mind.

skin. The man leaned up to whisper in her ear the same word

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