The Prince’s Unwilling mate

187 Ayla

“What about him Griff,” I asked wanting to get it out of the way quickly.

“Oh nothing he is a great guy, I should have introduced you two it would have been so much quicker.” Griffin’s tone was playful, maybe I read it wrong, maybe he wasn’t jealous at all.

“You’re not jealous about me working so close to a man every day then?” I asked just to make sure..

“Darling, I trust you, I can hardly keep you away from every other male wolf. Honestly, it just clicked for me when you told me. Now sit down I made us a romantic dinner” There was no question about how sincere he was when he smiled at me carrying our plates of food.

The mention of him wanting a romantic dinner put yet another one of Cynthia’s outbursts, into the background. I would just tell him tomorrow. We had a couple of hectic and busy weeks ahead of us. Griffin even wanted to be married before our pup was here. Meaning that if I indeed were pregnant, we would have to rush slightly to get married in time. So this bit of time just the two of us. Just spending some quality time, working together. Leading the pack together was fun and all. And I loved I got to be so close to my mate all the time. But there was a risk of casual dinner conversations turning into working together during the meal. Something I didn’t mind all that much, but I felt it was important to have nights like these too-nights where it was just us, no work, no distraction.

“She did what?” Griffin was livid hearing Cynthia had pulled another one of her tricks again.

Maybe telling him when we were having a coffee in bed was not the best choice. I ruined our peaceful morning routine. It was just last night was great from the meal, to binging a new show and to the way we made love. But underneath it all the guilt of not being completely honest was eating away at me. That’s probably why I blurted it out first thing in the morning.

“Baby, nothing happened she just keeps spouting nonsense” I tried to calm him down but I wasn’t successful. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Not, until I pulled him closer, pulling his head to my neck. I could feel him just inhale my scent, wrapping his arms tightly around me. With every breath, I could feel his body relax.

“I hate you still have to deal with sh it like in the Bloodmoon Pack. I am scared to death she will go as crazy as Hannah did. I don’t ever want you to feel here like you did there.” Suddenly it made sense, he was scared to be like David.

I’m not sure if it was because he was scared I would stop loving him if I didn’t keep me safe. Or if it was because he wanted to protect me at all costs. That is why he was so overprotective about anything that happened with Cynthia. I agreed she was a nuisance, and she needed to be stopped. It was terrible that she was just smart enough to not do anything that would be enough to punish her. If it was up to Griffin, she would be banished from the pack. Essentially making her a rogue unless she had another pack she could live with. Maybe, she could go back to her mate, and beg him for his forgiveness. Dean had a point, she ignored her mate, but they met each other. He never tried to track her down either, when they met Roderick and Isabella were in his pack on a royal visit. That meant that her mate would have to know she was a part of the Silver Moon pack. There was no use thinking about that

now because what she did was far from bad enough to warrant her being banned from the pack. Personal feelings can never be the cause of our decisions. Still, I agreed with Griffin that we needed to address this today.

After breakfast, I had my first therapy session since the heat. Griff, promised me that he would inform his parents. We might be the Crown Prince and Princess, but we are not the Queen and King. Nor are we the Luna and Alpha, so Roderick and Isabella needed to handle this. As the next rulers and the couple targeted by Cynthia, we would be involved. Knowing my parents-in-law, they would involve us more than they needed to.

Now after therapy, I would hopefully meet up with them, if Griffin managed to make an appointment with them. All so that we could discuss what to do about Cynthia. Whatever the solution would be though, we would need to have a discussion with Cynthia and her father. Today would be another busy day, still knowing that I was going to take more care of myself again. I finally have a Beta and Gemma. All in all, I still felt a lot lighter than I did two days ago.

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“Have a seat Ayla, did you have time to eat lunch yet?” Isabella dotted on me right away. I smiled she truly had become like a second mother

to me.

When I said I hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast she mind-linked someone. We all knew she asked someone to bring over lunch. Probably for all of us, I was sure Griffin didn’t have lunch yet either because he let me know when he mind-linked me. It was nice to be able to eat during meetings like this. It saved us all a lot of time, it made it possible to spend our time more productive. And oddly enough it always felt a bit like a family lunch. Which I suppose it is because we are having lunch together and are a family. Most people though would not consider talking about what to do with the pack’s nuisance.

To find a way to stop her before things escalated, a family meal.

Not like it felt for me when I was giving Isabella and Rodrick the last details about what happened. What she said, that Dean had seen her linger in the hallway close to my office before. So that it seemed as if she had watched the door, watched Krystel as my Beta. All to see when she would be able to have me alone for a minute. Yesterday it did not seem like she was about to viciously attack me. Things had gone from bad to worse with her though and seeing as how she would patiently watch

to have me alone when she felt like it was unsettling. Whether it was because she was spoiled to death like her father said. Or if there was something different wrong with her.

Cynthia has shown herself not to be men tally stable. And because of it, we couldn’t be sure how or when it would escalate. All we know is that she is progressively getting more and more obsessed with each day. We all were fairly sure that one day she would snap and go crazy. Ideally, she would not be around us as we did, By the time our lunch was finished, everybody cleaned his plate. We had come up with what we think is a great plan. One where Cynthia would not be at the pack for a few days weeks even, Without being banned from the pack. Let’s hope her father agrees so he could help get his daughter the help she needs.