The Kings Mate!

got what she wanted, but not today. Luckily, alpha Michael was there to restrain her. She had lunged towards me in anger, but Alpha Michael held her down.

pt nagging me, telling me that this was too quick, I had barely talked to the man, yet not even twenty four hours later, he had claimed me as his and wanted me to be his mate, his Que

As for the girl there is no need for all of this, as you have said, you wish to make her your mate and who am I to stan

Although I did feel a pull towards him, he is still not my intended mate

he felt, dying so young, without knowing his mate, without meeting me. Or perhaps he was still alive and well, having found an

and it's late." And with that, he stood up from the seat and held out his ha

l it, I wanted him to know how much he affected me. We stood before the door, the door that I had snuck out of just a few hours ago

ep?" His smile re

s in the

ow

scanned his surroundings and I felt nauseous, not from anything that I had eaten but from the nervousness that blew on me. He was in my domain, my room. No one had been here in the past four

poke as he scanned throu

e reading,"

do

de to slowly crumble onto my little bed. He stared at me in amusement. It was clear he relished the feelin

e, the one I had been reading, the only book that was casually left open at the far end of my makeshift shelf. I scoffed, and he smiled. Of course he was teasing

" He read it out loud.

, I

f, How can anyone say no to him, even more so when his eyes w

As he handed me the book and climbed into my bed, And I felt my body still. It was then that I noticed he still hadn't put on a shirt. I was all too aware of him. The wooden bed creak

m, stroking his long, curly mane as it spilled like wat

elt

the first time that nig

e back to me. He would brush his fingers silkily through my lips and my cheeks, sometimes my forehead, almost as if