The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

Griffin 8
For the last few days, I have been waking up achy like I have been training too hard. Mom has noticed and she is worried about me. She thinks I might have been overdoing myself in preparation for the royal ball. Probably because this is the first event I have gotten personally involved with. Up until this ball, I hated preparing for balls, or going to them for that matter. Because I am introvert at heart. It is the one thing you shouldn’t be as the Crown Prince. Mom and Dad have hired many tutors to make me a more sociable guy. It helped to the extent that they’ve shown me how to behave during another boring grand ball. They did not teach me to stop counting down the minutes until I could retreat to my chambers. Nor did they teach me to like the endless string of a ss-k*ssers.
Of course, most Alpha’s were good Alpha’s proud of their packs. I would look at them and feel a pang of jealousy when they were dancing with their Luna’s. I would envy the soft smiles their Luna’s would give them. Or something that made me even more bitter, is seeing couples whisper and giggle and share silly little inside jokes. I’ ve got mother’s terrible sense of humor. Dad laughs at all her jokes like they are the funniest things he has ever heard. And this ball was my very last chance to get something like that. And that is the reason I have been more involved with this ball. My first chance to impress my mate. I need to cling to the hope of finally finding her at this ball. I did more than hoping though. Just as I did the very first night after finding out that I hate one final chance of meeting my second chance mate. I have been praying to the Moon Goddess every night, Bringing her offerings. And I have sent every staff member my parents could miss, whom I fully trust to bring the invitations personally. To both get as many she-wolves to come to the ball as possible, and to scope out the packs. They would never find my mate without me, I just like the idea
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of knowing more about her pack when I do.
Slowly but surely I am getting sure of the fact that I will find my mate. Everyone around me says I have my head in the cloud. That I am a hopeless romantic and that I need to consider the possibility of choosing a chosen mate. I will I promised my parents and I am not someone that goes back on his word. But I will wait until the clock strikes midnight I do not find my fated mate before that time. Thinking of it maybe I should stop thinking about her as my second chance mate. Maybe I should just refer to her as my fated mate. To not make it sound like she was second best, or a second choice.
I hated how I was reconsidering everything, it was just the pressure of finding her. And making the right impression was getting to me. Normally when you find your mate you have the time to get to know each other before you complete the mating process. My parents wanted me to complete the mating process within a month. Meaning I had to convince a girl to move in with me, leave her own pack behind, and fully accept me as her mate within a month. Come to think of it with all of the stress about this, and all the extra work I was taking on. Maybe Mom was right, maybe I was waking up sore and achy because of all I was doing.

It didn’t stop me from giving my all though, now I was nervously looking around in my room. Questioning whether I would just pick a different room for me and my mate to move into. Or if I should move some of my personal belongings so my mate could have her personal stuff and make it our room.
“You’re room is empty enough as it is your highness”
I turned around happy to hear Dillion’s voice again. He could read me like an open book. He just got me, just how seeing my back he knew I was doubting my room being ready enough for my Luna, my mate. He also was the last of my messengers returning from hand delivering the invitations to my ball.
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“So how was it” I asked him sitting down on the bed signalling for him
to sit down next to me.
At first, he told me how he expected there to be a bunch of unmated she-wolves. Word had spread around quickly and just like the others told me. All the Alpha’s confirmed that there were several unmated she-wolves from their pack who would attend the ball. The number of guests that we expected was becoming nerve-wracking. It would all be worth it though if it meant finding my mate,
After telling me the same boring stuff all the others had told me he smirked at me. He fell back on my bed until he was lying down with only his feet on the ground.
“I know you are praying for a fated mate, and you know I hope you find her Griff. I want you to have the same happiness as I have” He started and I knew what he was going to say.
Dillion recently found his fated mate, a guy. He has confided in being attracted to both male and female wolves before. That never stopped him from being faithful to his mate. To wait until he met them. But it had made them nervous not knowing what he needed to look out for. Until he met Collin he had the moment I was dreaming of where he instantly knew who his mate was. Luckily Collin didn’t have an issue with moving to the castle. They had completed their mating process and were as happy as could be. Now that happily mated wolf was lying on my bed about to tell me I should not hope to find what he has and choose a random mate.
“Moon Goddess knows that I want you to find her. But if you don’t I met a girl and I wouldn’t mind her being our queen. She seems right up your alley too.”
Then he tells me all about the small wolf being attacked by five other wolves. How she never backed down, how the royal emblem on his coat never made her change her attitude towards him.
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