The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

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Despite the awkwardness for a few seconds being back in Griffin’s arms felt good. We stayed like that cuddled up together for about an hour when my stomach grumbled loudly. It was a good sign, that I was getting my appetite back but I still felt a little ashamed about it.

Especially since it already seemed like Griffin didn’t see me like he used to before.

“Do you want me to cook for you?” Griffin immediately wants to take care of me again.

And I don’t mind as long as he doesn’t feel like he is demoted to some kind of caregiver and nothing more. I decided to give it some time though. It must have been traumatizing for him too. And I am sure he is tired too. For now, though I am craving being outside. It’s cruel for a wolf to have to be inside all of the time. During my time in the dungeon, I hardly saw any sunlight not even through windows since the sunroof wasn’t enough to light up the entire dungeon.

“Actually Griff, I am dying to go outside is there somewhere we can eat outside? Just go to a restaurant or something?” I ask hoping he won’t mind being seen outside with me in this state.

When he starts speaking he is a little hesitant not finding the right words. For a moment my heart sinks and I feel like he is going to tell me that he as a future Prince cannot be seen outside with his mate looking like this. I know he still loves me, but with being royalty you have a standard to hold on to. Not to mention the fact that I am very aware of the fact that I do not look like I used to before. Sure I have always been petite for a werewolf. I was happy with how I looked and all of that changed now.

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“There is a food festival close by on human territory, it is supposed to have a lot of Mexican food stands. My parents wanted to take you there but I was unsure if you would be able to handle it with how tired- you seem” He tells me.

him being ashamed to be seen with me. It’s not about his status because he is about to take me on a family outing amongst humans. At least our pack members knew what had happened to me

man is scared of

I can stay, but I haven’t had good Mexican food since the day

he blames himself for my kidnapping. Even

they still want to go okay?” He suggested but I haven’t spoken to Isabella or Rodrick for so long, and I have started to love them like

that?” I ask

Griffin’s answer is short

lips and wraps his arms around me tighter dispelling more of my

to go to the food festival”

instantly which is a little overwhelming. That doesn’t stop

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They are not

and some normalcy. So Griff, and I are going out to have dinner anyway” I try

can be ready in thirty minutes”

parents still want to go out with us” Griffin chuckles knowing his

good thing about going out for food at a food truck festival is that it means I do not have to dress up. That way I can wear clothes that do not emphasize the scars and bruises on my body so much. A pair of skinny jeans, chunky sneakers, and a white T-shirt, and now the only thing I need is the

frustrated until reality hits me. I’ve worn that cardigan on one of the times I travel back to the White Oak pack. It’s been washed and folded. Waiting for me in one of my bags to be brought here for the permanent move. It is a silly little

to break down. By the time Griffin comes out of the shower, he finds me on the floor a sobbing mess. Of course, he immediately worries rushing to me and pulling me against his still-wet