The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

105 Ayla

David walked away and he didn’t return for an entire day. I ate the breakfast that had gone cold now. From the sunroof, I could see that an entire day had passed. The sun was going down again. By now I was bored out of my mind, and starving. Two portions of a simple breakfast aren’t enough to feed a werewolf. David knows this, I know he is punishing me for still not wanting him. For still defending Griff. But I would never stop doing that.

“Ayla, you need to be smart about this like our mate is doing” Hearing Willow’s voice made me sag with relief.

When David told me I wouldn’t be able to shift I was scared I would lose Willow. Being suppressed for too long can kill your wolf. And in most cases, your wolf dying means you will die too. Or you will go insane, so there is hardly any good outcome to losing your wolf. It means you will be missing a part of you for the rest of your often short life.

Willow was right of course, I needed to be smart about this. But I don’t know how, I need Griffin to hug me. To tell me things were going to be alright. I felt bad acting like I believed David or pretending like I was disappointed in Griff. I have been so very vocal about not trusting him, about not being able to love again. Now that I do, now that I am finally able to tell everyone how much I love my mate. How good it is to be mated, I don’t want to go back. I don’t want to tell anyone that Griffin is not good enough for me. Not even to David.

Yesterday I found a simple bar of soap and some old, rough, towels. Not much but it’s better than nothing and I desperately need a shower. Showering means getting undressed though and it scared me. The other problem is the clothes, there are some clothes for me here but by

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feels off. It’s

love feeling asleep surrounded by even more of his scent. My skin crawled thinking about falling asleep, surrounded by David’s scent. However, my other options were washing my clothes, and hanging them out to dry in this damp musty room. Waiting for them to dry which will

a way out of here. With that knowledge, I drag a chair inside of the bedroom so I can block the door. Because conveniently it doesn’t have a lock. The shower is cold and the water

actually try to get some sleep. The first few hours I was out of it. Because whatever it was they injected me with it was strong stuff. Yesterday I just cried myself to sleep, and now I am lying in this bed teeth still chattering. Shaking from cold and hunger sleep does not find me. All that does find me is the memories of my time with Griff. Or fears about what he is doing now, and if I am ever going to find a way out. Or if Griff is coming to find me which spirals me into fearing what he will think when he sees me wearing David’s clothes, smelling of him, soundly sleeping in David’s bed. Realistically I know Griff wants me to do all

My heart and mind just do not seem to agree.

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hate how I am kind of relieved to hear David walk into the dungeon. Not because

been up close and personal with this person more times than I count. More times than I would have wanted to. Being so up close to this wolf all the time, imprinted her scent on my mind. Hannah being involved

who is pack, Queen of the pack right”

was kidnapped. The voice I heard when I was slipping in and out of conscience. That was Jason, Hannah’s brother.

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would become the Alpha. So it seemed like that had happened