The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

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“Darling, I am going to miss you so much. Be sure to call me if you need me because I will fly right back to you. Oh and please send me a voice message when you are going to bed. And one when you wake up in the mornings okay?” I should be packing the rest of my bag but I couldn’t stop hugging Ayla.

I didn’t want to tell her three weeks ago at the party but I hated the thought of leaving her. It would be the first time we would not be sleeping in the same bed after she got home from the pack hospital. It brought back unpleasant memories. I knew this was totally different, she would be here at the castle and I would be with friends. We would be too far apart to mind link. But we could call and text and even video call in the moments when I was alone. Secondly, Ayla was one hundred percent sure she was safe inside the castle. Admittedly since being banned from the castle Cynthia had changed her tune.

It also meant that we had no reason to ban Cynthia from the castle longer. Her ban was lifted yesterday and now I would be leaving Ayla behind for three whole days. A part of me was worried that Cynthia had just behaved to get access to the castle again. Same with her job outside of the pack now. It was kind of Sam to ask, and I understood why Ayla did not want to disappoint him. I just didn’t agree with the logic of it being safer for Ayla if Cynthia would leave the pack from time to time. She suddenly had a friend outside of the pack-a co-worker of hers.

so. I appreciated how strict Sam had gotten with his daughter now, but she still was his only child. Even now that he and Eliza had finally started dating each other after the last party. Cynthia still was the person he loved most. Of course, he pitied her for being more lonely than a wolf should be. But she brought it upon herself, and everyone seemed to understand so. Everyone but Ayla, who had always tried to see the best in others, even now with Cynthia. She didn’t say it out loud but I was sure she pitied her too. It would explain why she almost seemed happy

to have a friend who didn’t know how special the mate bond was. She didn’ t need to spend hours

place this extra burden on her. If I ever found even the smallest sliver of proof that I could be right about my theories. If I had a lead that something was going on, something that might risk Ayla.

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it in the private jet too. It was just that I loved it when I had nothing to do on my flight. Nothing other than using my old-school Gameboy or just napping. Two hours ago as Ayla pressed her body closer to me my workload was long forgotten. Because we had gotten up so early she had only put on her robe, nothing underneath it. As I tried to lift her up, wrapping her arms around my waist, all so that I could wrap her arms around my waist. My hands cupped her as s and that’s when I felt she hadn’t put anything on underneath the

her a goodbye she would remember. Massaging her as s I carried her over to the bed and laid her down on it. I rushed out of the clothes I put on and pushed her legs up, as I kneeled in front of her lining myself up to her entrance. She was already wet