The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

Griffin 54′
I knew why Mom wanted to speak to Ayla, and I was happy for her. Training with my mom would be a good thing. And I hoped it would show her just how much my family loved her. Even if I did wish, she didn’t just barge in like this. She is just as impatient as I am, but being on the receiving end of it wasn’t great this time. And I was a little nervous to hear what Ayla thought about all of this. She has been doing a lot better with accepting what we have and accepting my parents and most of my packmembers see that too. Honestly, the very few people who have something negative to say about her dislike that she is waiting so long, keeping me at a distance for a bit. I’ve been telling everyone that we are the ones to set the pace of our relationship. That helped stop the gossiping, as does the fact she officially accepted me now. And soon they will see that my personal living room has been redecorated as our living room.
Well if she likes
idea of going to a furniture store to get some new stuff anyway. The first weekend she was here she commented on my couch, and if we replace those most of the other stuff would not suit the new couch. I’ve never spent a lot of time in my living room, so back then having a sleek modern modern-looking room was all I needed. It looked good when I had friends over. Now all I want is to have a comfortable room where I can spend time with my mate. Hanging around in my bed with her was great but now we have taken the next step in our relationship I think that just spending time in bed would get too tempting. But most of all I felt like a room where you can live as a couple, maybe even a family down the line was a sign of maturity. Something that fits me now, a room to reflect that I am a mated wolf. Ready to start a life with the woman I love.
That’s exactly what I tell her when she comes back to the room. Asking me why I am dressed like we have to be somewhere. For a second
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something flashes over her face, regret or uncertainty. As I brace myself for the rejection of my plans she shakes it off and gives me a mega-watt smile.
“Sure, let’s do it I’ll show you we can have a beautiful living room without it being overly modern and impractical” She happily agrees.
As soon as she tells me it is OUR room I no longer care about the look on her face just now. Whatever it was she didn’t mean it. Her excitement is genuine and she sees this room as ours too. It is all I ever wanted, it’s another thing that is giving me hope. She has been giving me so much hope lately that I have already started looking at jewelry to gift her after we complete the mating process. As is custom for members of the royal family. I’m still not in a rush, but seeing as it took only two weeks of dating to get her to accept me. It is clear she feels the matebond too. It’s the only explanation for falling so hard and so fast for someone.
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We spend the entire day shopping for furniture and while it has been a lot of fun. Especially since we told all the humans working at the shops we were a couple moving in together. Causing them all to congratulate us. But it had worn me down, I was happy to walk back into the castle planning to order some food from the kitchen. Crawl in bed with Ayla to eat there and then we would spend our night as we loved to most. With her reading leaning against my shoulder as I was gaming. My gamer friends had already texted me about another. campaign they would start tonight asking me to join them. But when we walked inside we were greeted by a ser vant. Letting the two of us know my parents invited us for dinner at their place. Just them and us, a little family get-together. The same weird look flashed over her face. and it had me a little worried now. But she was the one to tell me we should go.
“Your parents want to get to know me better Griff, and I think that’s
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only fair. Let’s go freshen up and then we can go there” She was right, of course she was so I told the serv ant to let them know we accepted the invitation and then we made our way back to our chambers.
“Why didn’t you just mindlink them?” Ayla asked the second the serv ant walked off.
So I explained to her that would make it a bit awkward for the se rvant. Who then had to walk off to either help my parents prepare for the dinner or to retire for the night. She agreed that in cases like this, it was better to just let the serv ant tell my parents. As she was going to go there regardless. She told me to go shower first as she needed to pick out something to wear. I did but I was hoping she would join me in the shower as she was done picking out an outfit but she never did. And when I got out she was waiting for me at the end of the bed, doing something on her phone. I know it was a little silly we didn’t have to be together all the time. We could just shower separately and most likely it would have made us late if she had gotten in the shower with me. It just felt like something was a little off, and all I could do was wait hoping that it was just her nerves for going to have dinner with my parents. As official mates for the first time, I know she still struggled with it a little bit. She might have been able to accept me. And she did beyond good with the things expected of the prince’s mate like the sudden photoshoot yesterday. But all the trauma and the hurt she has gone through weren’t just about to disappear. I would need to love her until she believed it with every
fiber of her being. Not that would stop loving her after that.
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At the start of the dinner, she was a little quiet and it reassured me the only thing that was going on was her nerves. The more we ate, the more we chatted and the more we laughed, the more relaxed she got. I could see her visibly relax her b*dy going softer not as uptight and rigid as she was for the first minutes. When dinner was ready she