The Prince's Fated Mate

oll on her, as she suddenly felt a sens

them. An inexplicable urge prompted him to draw closer, seeking to understand the bewildering sens

p as two warm hands trailed up her neck. The moment

p, purple eyes were both captivating and intimidating, lacking

is fingertips lightly traced her skin, his eyes burned with a sense of... irritation?

pulled her neck towards him, colliding his lips with hers. Initially taken aback, she gasped, preparing to push him awa

who this guy was, but in that moment, she didn't care. Just this once, she let go of any reservations be

she fumbled her focus solely on gaini

causing his arms to instinctively tighten around her, almost lifting her off the ground. She playfully nipped at his lips, but he resisted, refusing to

ptly. He gazed at her in a daze, the realization dawning upon her, despite her tip

h, kissing her more tenderly this time. His lips moved with a gentle caress, his tongue teasingly probing at her

t, he drew himself closer, alternating between gentle bites on her lip and soothing kisses to alleviate any lingering sting. She tangled her fing

mouth, sending shivers down her spine. He wrapped his tongue around

s of wolves releasing their pent-up energy on humans when they couldn't find their mates during a full moon. Yet, he had never

his was a completely new experience for him, and he couldn't comprehend why he was

nd an explanation. He desperately wanted this overwhelming sensation to cease, but his own body seemed to have a mind of its own. "Damn it. Who is she?" he muttered,

led a series of hot, wet kisses along her jawline and down her neck. He tasted her skin, his hunger for her overwhelming him. It baffled him how a mere human could have suc

a terrible enigma, but he fo

ils dug into his shoulders. Clutching the hem of her dress tightly in his hands, he carefully positioned himself ov

the impending remorse that would consume him. Ava, lost in a whirlwind of unfamiliar and intense ple

ot engage in passionate make-out sessions with strangers. Self-loathing filled her as she berated herself for succ

ntly opened her eyes. Glancing over his shoulder, she noticed the onlookers-people stealing glances, whispering, and pointing at her. Her hood had fallen, e

uttered unde