The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

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Ayla was serious about working harder on becoming and about getting her affairs in order. Last week I had been too busy to
speak to her much. Now it was the other way around. She must be doing some solo work too because even when Mom has the
evenings off Ayla is busy. She is doing this for our future though, and I can hardly blame her for it. So as much as I miss talking
to her, I never complain about the lack, of contact. Soon I will be able to fall asleep next to her every night and wake up next to
her every morning. And then all of this will be worth it
To keep myself busy I started with Ayla’s office, I didn’t want her to have to wait until Mom cleared her office and my parents
agreed with me. Luck would have it that there was an empty office across the hall from mine. Normally the princess would be the
one to decorate her office. And I wasn’t going to decorate all of it. I would just paint the walls lilac and put a white-washed
wooden floor in. Of course, I would also put a wall of bookshelves in. Just like the one I had installed in my living room. I asked
the contractors within the pack to give. that the most priority they could give a new job.
They did and had just like I hoped managed to install the bookshelves in a week. Tonight Krystel was coming over to my
chambers to help me pack them. Ayla had sent me a TikTok telling me she would have cried if that had happened to her about a
boyfriend surprising his girlfriend by placing wrapping paper over a new bookshelf. Just like you would wallpaper a normal wall
but using wrapping paper and sticky tape. It would get pretty late since we had our monthly pack
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dinner tonight. I planned to wrap the bookshelves tomorrow afternoon right before Ayla would come home. But Krystel told me
she couldn’t make it. So now I would have to just make it happen tonight.
As introverted as I am, I used to love the pack dinners. The titles and ranks never fully disappeared but as leaders, my parents
and I were pride ourselves for the fact that we were like equals with our pack members. As long as they speak with respect they
can come to us with every worry or complaint. Not just about general pack life or little disputes between pack members. But
personal grievances with us too. We never really got any, and the ones we did get were never big. Lately, however, pack
members have been coming up to me to complain about Ayla. Telling me I need a mate who is all in. Part of it is them wanting to
see me happy, and I am. I am happy with Ayla but I have to admit she hurt me a lot in the beginning. Sometimes it did not feel
fair she didn’t give me a proper chance. Now she has, and I know the reasons for her taking it slow. I don’t think you can ever
understand the pain of being rejected by your mate. To make things worse, it was her best friend and he let her get hurt by pack
members after rejecting her.
Tonight would no doubt serve as an excuse for pack members to walk up to me and tell me I could do better. With Conan. being
so on edge lately, and with me knowing she was almost ready to take the last steps. It would be hard, not to snap and tell them
everything. But I promised Ayla that we could tell them together. My pack doesn’t know but, she actually wants to make a good
impression on them. I get ready regardless because I cannot sk ip this dinner either, I just have to try to make the best of it.
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“Prince Griffin, I am sure I am not the first one to tell you this”
Adrian started.
I knew what this was about, and just as I feared when I was getting ready. He was not the first and probably wouldn’t be the last
one to tell me how I could do better. It left me counting down the hours until I could retire to my chambers. Just as I was about to
open my mouth to not so kindly stop Adrian from going on Krystel came to my rescue. She placed a gentle hand on Adrian’s
shoulder before speaking to him.
“Listen, Adrian, I know you mean well, but every member of the royal family knows Ayla’s backstory and we all adore her. Don’t
you think you can trust all of us enough to take that as a good sign? Besides things will get a lot clearer sooner than you might
expect it”
was
Adrian nodded, almost hesitant. and I could see that he still very reluctant about giving Ayla a chance. Krystel had just left him
with two lousy choices. He could either say he ought himself better suited to protect me than the entire royal family. Or he could
trust us, despite his apprehensions. He chose the latter as he rushed off after a quick goodbye, but even the blind could see he
was not happy about it.
The thing that surprised me was the teasing wink Krystel shot me when she said things would become clearer soon. I had been
the one to tell her that Ayla would need to settle some affairs before coming to live with me soon.

“I think we’ve been here long enough to get excused, let’s gift wrap us some bookshelves” Krystel beamed
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Her enthusiastic suggestion distracted me from the peculiarness of her teasing. I wasn’t so much excited about fake
wallpapering with wrapping paper. As I was excited about seeing Ayla unwrap this surprise. So after saying my goodbye to family
and friends Krystel and I made our way to my living room.
Wrapping the bookshelves wasn’t as easy as I figured they
If would be. It took Krystel and me the better part of the night. We were exhausted by the time it was done but we finally
managed to. And I had to admit it looked cute. Krystel hugged me goodbye and made her way home. I looked at the wall of
wrapping paper that now was the eye-catcher in my living room. Feeling happy with the knowledge that the next time I would be
here was when Ayla was here and would see my surprise. With that thought in mind, I closed the door and made my way to the
bedroom. I was exhausted, I barely had the energy to keep my eyes open long enough to brush my teeth and check if Ayla had
sent me anything.
“You’re probs busy with the dinner, but I am off to bed I have a very busy day tomorrow. Love you can’t wait to be in your arms
tomorrow night.” Ayla had started ending texts with telling me she loves me, after last weekend.
Still every time I read those two little words my heart would jump up. And my chest would warm up from the ihside out. She had
texted me thirty minutes ago, so she was probably fast asleep now. If so she would just see my message in the morning.
Because I hoped Ayla would feel the same burst of joy when she read me saying it back as I still did.
“Just got in bed, with time to pick up my phone, I am exhausted but I will sleep better tomorrow. With you in my arms, counting
down the hours. I love you Griff” I replied and I
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could already imagine her rolling her eyes and then giggling at my formal end of the message.
She would always tease me with it, but the times I left it out. Thinking she would preferred that she texted back if

everything was okay. Before she admitted that it was one of my quirks that she loves.
But the next morning all I got back was the heart emoji, she told me she would be busy and probably wouldn’t be able to text me
all day until she got in the car to drive to me. So I shouldn’t be surprised but I still felt a pang of disappointment for the lack of
response to my message. Ignoring that I got to work so I’would be done on time, since Dad needed me to
take on some extra work last minute.
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