The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

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Lying in Griffin’s bed reading while he is gaming is so calming-all the stress of the past months lifted from my shoulders. Somewhere along the lines, I let my head rest on his shoulder. It feels like home, Griffin just smiles at me every time I put my head back on his shoulder. I tend to jump up, talk, and gasp when I am reading. I know it annoys some people but he doesn’t seem to mind. We sk ip on getting lunch since we munched so much on the gummy bears and marshmallows. And it is blissful just hauled up here together. Today is the first time I am a little anxious to leave him for a few hours. The
first time I realized just how much I was going to miss him. Confirming what Jessa told me, especially after his idea to sell my Porsche and donate the bulk of the money to a good cause. One that I
felt connected to.
I’m not entirely sure I am ready to accept him as my mate yet. The idea still scares me to my very core. What I can do is stop overthinking it. To just enjoy our time together, that is why I finally accepted his card in the morning. I still dislike the idea of having Griffin pay for my stuff. With my family, I do realize that my jeans and knit sweaters won’ t cut it when I am seen as the future Queen. He likes giving me things, and he benefits from my gift. And he doesn’t know I am planning to get him a little gift too. One I need his mother’s help with. So I feel a little nervous, it will mean everyone in the castle will know what Griffin and I are.
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After having spent another hour reading with my head on his shoulder. Griffin k*sses the top of my head again. I wonder if he just likes k*ssing me on the top of my head or if he felt like it was the only safe option to show me some affection. I will ask him later though. Because he is
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right we need to get dressed quickly. His mother told me I didn’t have to dress up to go shopping with her. Still, I doubt if a pair of sweats would be appreciated. My sweater dress, tights, and my cowboy boots it is. Griffin holds back from touching me again, he doesn’t hide the way his eyes roam over my b*dy though. After the way he lifted me up in the car shop, just with one arm I was pretty convinced he liked my b*dy, size, and all. But his gaze now is filled with admiration and that me happy. He swapped his sweatpants for a pair of jeans. He kept his hoodie on, which made sense seeing as he didn’t have to go anywhere.
He told me he was just going to hang out with his Dad, blushing as he did. Most wolves and humans would probably think it was silly that a 21-year-old would go visit his father when his partner was out. To me, it showed we had even more in common, I still go book shopping with my mother all the time. I still like firing up the BBQ with Dad. Family love is a quality I always wanted to find in my mate. Griffin ticks a whole lot of those boxes, that’s what reassures me I made the right decision. Once we are dressed and I put on a little make-up we make our way to the castle’s main entrance where the queen will wait for us. He started offering his arm again, only to stop himself and pull his arm back. This time before he could I had sl*pped my hand in the crook of his arm. He is shocked but so happy he beams, and walking down the hallways he has a little bit of a pep in his step and it makes me happy.
Queen Isabella is already waiting for us, she is wearing a simple but elegant look dress and a pair of flats. Even like this, she looks like a queen, proper royalty. Looking down at my outfit I get a little nervous and I am about to ask Griffin to turn around so I can change my clothes again.
“We won’t you look beautiful, and I am proud to have my mate seen like that.” Griffin urges me forward towards his mother.
Like he read my mind. Telling me what I needed to hear as an answer to a question I never said out loud. Queen Isabella gives me a big hug
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when I get within her reach. She complimented my dress, and she sounded so genuine that I believed her against my better judgment. I was in way too deep, if this all turned out to be a mistake I would already be heartbroken. Ignoring the risks I am taking with my heart again, I say nothing and chuckle along with Queen Isabell who existed I call her mom or at the very least Bella. As she shoos Griffin off.
“No wait before you girls go, I need to do something.” Griffin stuttered
His cheeks were so red, they were glowing as he held up a leather jacket. He suggested I would wear it. His intentions were very clear, he wanted me to be surrounded by his scent. It was common for Alpha’s to want to claim their mate from the start even before the mating process was completed. He is trying to stammer an excuse, but I just smile at him and sl*p into his jacket. This time it wasn’t only Griffin beaming at me, now Isabella was too. I was not ready to tell him yet but it felt good, relaxing to have his scent flood my senses. Griffin hugged me tight and whispered a thank you. Before leaving us alone, Isabella almost dragged me to the car, one with a driver and b*dyguard of course. We were going to a huge mall a few miles away from the packground. We were unlikely to run into any other wolves that were not from Griffin’s pack. All the precautions felt a little over the top but I tried to not let it get to me and just enjoy my afternoon with Isabella. We chatted a bit during the drive there but I still had to ask her to help me with the surprise.
“Isabella, do you know what suit Griffin is wearing, or does he maybe have a favorite suit?” I ask her rubbing my neck.
“He has a wonderful forest green suit, he is probably nervous about you meeting the family. So I would bet money on the fact that he is going to wear that why do you ask” She asks me but she smiles softly at me.
Making me feel safe enough to tell her all about my plan.