The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

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My trick helped, lying in a bed that smelled of Ayla. Thinking about reuniting with her the next morning, finally made me get a
good night’s rest. But when I woke up this morning, the reality hit me like a ton of bricks. This could go two ways, we would have
to fight and proceed with a hostile takeover of the BloodMoon Pack and find Ayla there. Or we did but David would have been
smart enough to hide her somewhere else entirely.
Going in fighting could hurt our chances of finding Ayla. Something I wasn’t willing to risk. But the chances of David allowing us
to just walk in and talk about things were non-existent. I sigh heavily, this day could be the day I have been looking forward to
ever since reading that letter. Or it could be the worst day of my entire life.
A small voice in the back of my mind reminded me of the third option. The option where Ayla would get caught in the crossfire
and die. My stomach churned at the thought and I need to run to the toilet. I barely made it in time, and as my body was heaving.
I hated myself for not being able to be in control of my thoughts and emotions. I was an Alpha wolf, and not any I was the Crown
Prince.
My mate needed me to be strong and brave like she no doubt was. Yet here I am listening to the sound of last night’s dinner
splattering the toilet bowl. Gagging even more at the acid smell surrounding me now.
“Griffin, are you okay son?” A worried Quinn asked me.
He knew I was not alright, honestly, I don’t think either of us is. But there is not a lot you can say when you find your grandson-in-
law puking in your missing granddaughter’s bathroom. Quinn was a comforting figure and an Alpha who had issues with his mate
before
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they completed the matebond. He had to fight a war with hunters and rogues just to keep his mate safe. Maybe he could give me
some words of wisdom. Something to make me feel ready to take on this new mission.

“Would it be rude to tell you I am scared sh itles s” I shrugged, still kneeling in front of the toilet bowl. Scared of what would
happen if I
were to move.
“No, it would show me you are an amazing mate and future King.” He comforted me, patting my back and ignoring the stance
that was filling up the small bathroom.
“How is not having my things in order, how is crumbling under the burden of missing my mate a sign that I am a good King or
mate for that matter” I asked him finally able to stand up again.
“Do you know why the Moo nGoddess created mates?” Quinn seems to ignore my question but there must be something he
wants to tell me.
In reply, I just shake my head and it is all he needs to continue.
“Because no matter how much she tried to perfect us she never could. She could not make us flawless. As a solution to that she
gave us mates. A mate to counter your flaws and strengthen your powers. All we need to do to be worthy of our mate is believe
in the Mo onGoddess and love them, unconditionally” Quinn’s words were somewhat shooting.
But it still seemed more like he was telling me why I was so flawed not as opposed to what made me so strong.
“I know what you’re thinking but to love your mate unconditionally, you need to think about them with your heart, not your mind.
The fact that you’re mate is not here, and we don’t know if she is safe gets a different reaction from your brain than it does from
your heart right?”

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He asked me
At first, he didn’t make any sense. But when I gave it a bit of thought he was right. My brain was telling me I was the Crown
Prince. That I am strong enough to overcome this. It was telling me the steps I should be taking to get her back. But I couldn’t
because my heart was telling me to be scared, my heart was telling me there is no use to life if it was not with her in it. And the
voice of my heart was loud enough to drown out the voice of my brain.
“It does, and my heart is way louder. Thanks, Quinn that helps a bit” I tell him as it did.
Maybe I have been looking at it the wrong way. Maybe this isn’t a sign of weakness. If he is truly using his Alpha voice like we
are suspecting him to, David is using his wits, not his heart. He is using his powers over his pack not the love between them.
Right now there isn’t a lot that is more reassuring than being reminded how different I am to him.
“Go brush your teeth, shower, brush your teeth again, and then come down for breakfast,” Quinn tells me, like a father would his
son, reminding me of the fact that I am a part of this family.
And that as a family we will not rest until we have our girl back with us. So I do as I am told. Once I am downstairs I eat a normal
breakfast. Not plucking at pastries, eating as little as I can just to give off the appearance of eating to get some of the others off
my back. No, I eat enough to be strong, and full of energy to face whatever I will be facing when I finally arrive at the BloodMoon
pack. Knowing I am listening to my heart and not my mind because that is how the Mo onGo ddess intended it gives me peace
and hope. Peace in knowing I am not weak, I am just flawed as we all are. Hope because she is an honest goddess and will not

punish the ones who live as she intended us to. Still listening to my brain every now and then won’t hurt me either. Some things
you just need to be smart about.
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After breakfast, we all make it to the airport, Alpha Cedric and his mates and kids are staying behind. They cannot abandon their
pack. Especially since there still is a threat of war. David seems to be either delusional or deranged. So there is no telling what
he is going to do
next.
The rest of Ayla’s family including Krystel are coming along, as are Dillion, Colin, Gerald, and Jessa. I have decided to ask the
warriors who came along with me to stay behind. Which they were more than willing to do. This way the White Oak pack is
stronger in numbers even if they already have an impressive army. It also shows signs of the alliance between them and the
royal family.
As I board the plane I see Mom and Dad again. And I can’t help but notice how tired they look. Like their bodies finally realized
that they were aging. I hate the fact that David is hurting so many wolves. When all he had to do three years ago was realize
what a gift he had been blessed with. He chose to reject the gift, to reject Ayla. Only for him to regret his decision when she
found happiness with someone else. When we found happiness with each other. I swore to myself again that I would punish him
for this.
But when we finally arrived at the BloodMoon pack I had no idea how to. Because He was gone, the pack was left without an
Alpha. They were obviously still under his control. But he was nowhere to be found, so Ayla wasn’t either. Even if he needed to
be close to have such control over them. And from the look of disarray, it had been a while since he had been an active Alpha.
“F uck what are we going to do now?” Father asked me, cursing for the first time in forever.