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Edited by Kaitlin
I watched him from the shadows. The way my handsome mate stood strong in a crowded room of hungry piranhas. I loved to watch the way his tight fitted clothes hugged his built body perfectly. I loathed how my erotic mate was such a womanizer.
The one man I was born to make happy would never want me. I'm a nobody according to everyone that isn't a servant and I've made sure the last eight years it's stayed that way.
Since I am a nobody, I could never be with my true mate. A Prince can never be with a servant even if she is his true mate. There was no law against it; it's just how things have been done. Who would want to follow or listen to a Princess that was a servant? No one, that's who!
When I wasn't working with my mother I would watch him in the halls or ballroom. I know, creeper, right? He is my mate so it's all good in the end, if I'm his stalker; I think. It didn't help that Annabelle; my werewolf would continuously push me towards him. It takes all my will power to not go towards him when he is with another female, even if she isn't trying to get in to his tight fitted pants. I've seen his legs in shorts once and let me tell you they are to die for; so strong and powerful. I wouldn't mind running my hands up and down them one day.
Those thoughts always made me blush and run away. I didn't have the right to think that way; I rejected him so I needed to deal with it. If I hadn't been a stupid little girl at the age of ten, I would be happily mated to him right now. Not a servant cleaning the banisters, but walking by his side while he threw a smile at me here and there. That's not how it is though.
When he wasn't taking care of royal business or trying to find me, he was entertaining someone from the royal court or one of the many females that loved his attention; in and out of the bedroom.
At night there was always a new woman in his bed. He rarely goes for the same one twice. It's like he is looking for his mate and thinks that if he sleeps with every female wolf he will find me. That proves to me how much he is thinking with his lower half then with his real brain.
That's what hurt the most, me seeing him with them. I was his mate, me, not them, Me. But he would never know that. I would never tell him. For his sake, I would keep my promise and never tell him. I didn't want to see him looked down upon for having a weak servant girl for a mate.
'He is our mate, why won't you let us be with him?' I heard the ache in her words. Annabelle has not once followed my path of thinking. If she could force me into his arms, she would have the moment we knew of each other.
"You know why Annabelle, I shouldn't have to explain it to you every time we see him."
''If you allowed us to be with him, then you would know how his skin felt against ours. How his voice floats over it sending shivers down our body to the point where we are begging him to end the suffering. Give him the right to please us as woman. You know you want to; why do you keep denying yourself his touch?''
"I can't. I want to so badly, but I can't. I won't mate with a man whore."
"He is only a man whore because you have denied him what he was born to have. We are rightfully his by the fates and law. We belong to him and you know that sooner or later you will give in and he will own us," she growled.
"He will never own us; I will never let it happen, Annabelle." Even if I desperately wanted him to.
"Why do I have to be a wolf to such a stupid human?" If she could roll her eyes at me, she would be doing it right now.
"Hey, I'm not stupid; I just don't want to be with a man whore."
"He wasn't a man whore until you rejected him. How can you not realize that?"
I had no answer. It was true, but that didn't change the fact that he was still a man whore.
"You know I'm right. He only became one because he was so crushed and it was the only way for him to block us out. We are the reason he is in so much pain. Even though he doesn't know who we are or that we haven't mated yet, I can still feel his wolf and he is hurting. We have broken them down and spit on them. Why can't you just give up and end the torture for both our sakes," she pleaded.
"I'm weak that's why. I messed up and now I can't deal with the fact that I was irresponsible and want to be with him. He won't ever forgive us and you know that."