The Prince’s Unwilling mate

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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.

Both Sam and Ayla were happy for her, but most of the pack members still gave her the cold shoulder, and rightfully 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 with the fact that Cynthia said to had found a human friend.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I wanted to be happy about it too but the fact was that I didn’t think Cynthia needed to have a friend who didn’t know how special the mate bond was. She didn’ t need to spend hours and hours on end of pack ground. In the end, I had no say in the matter, and Ayla would only feel bad if she knew how worried I was. It would

just stress her out and that’s not good for her or our unborn pup. Therapy already was taking a lot out of her, so there was no way I would 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. I would always let her know right away, I didn’t want to stress her. But there was no way I was going to flat-out lie to her. Or keep her so in the dark it might be the thing to hurt her in the end.

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I woke up from a nap, Ayla had told me she wanted to give me something to remember me by on my trip. She just planned to give me a kiss, but when she pressed her body against me, grabbing my collar with both hands I was lost. From the moment her lips touched mine, I was desperate to feel more of her. We had woken up early, and I planned on doing a little more work before I left. I would be able to do 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 robe.

She moaned as I squeezed her a ss, and that’s why I decided I need to give 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 and ready for me. But I needed her beyond ready, I wanted her to be delirious

with longing for me again. So as I pushed her legs up with my left hand, I used my erection to rub up against her. Never penetrating her, just enough to make her try to buck her hips. Which she couldn’t with the way I was holding her hands.

“F uck, Baby I need you, just f uck me already” Ayla wasn’t one to curse, so to hear her curse now with how much she wanted me. I couldn’t hold back anymore.

I finally pushed inside of her, her loud moans filled the room. And we lost ourselves in each other. The last thing I remember was cuddling up afterward. Now I was startled awake, it meant I had to work on the jet but it was worth it. Not just the fact that we just had mind-blowing sex again. It was just the fact that because of it I prioritized spending my time with Ayla and not working. It made me think I needed to change my priorities now. I was a mate now, and about to become a father. In less than five years I would take over the pack and the country. Life

would be busier than ever, and I needed to be sure I would still be able to spend time with my family. I never was going to be the lax mate or the absent father. My family would always come first and they would know it too. I can already hear Mom and Dad’s reaction when I am going to tell them of the plans I need to implement but I do not care. Whatever they will say this is what I need to do for my family. I will tell them first thing when I am back because I need to get dressed again, wake my sleeping mate to kiss her goodbye, and then rush to the airport to make the jet. It might be my private jet but I couldn’t just delay the take of time because this flight is timed with the traffic tower. And waiting for another flight schedule would take hours making me far too late to meet the others.