The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

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How dare he suggest that what he has gone through is the same as being by your childhood friend and finding out that it was not friendship between you but him pitying you seeing you as unfit to be anything other than an omega. How can he suggest that the mark he bears is as bad as the scares that litter my b*dy? Scars I have from the abuse that was ignited by my rejection? It has been ages since I showed anyone my n*ked b*dy. I didn’t stop to think about it before I did. No, I just did it, Griffin brought back the old Ayla. A girl that was not beaten down so many times she lost the energy to get back up and fight again.

That was the one thing people didn’t even know. Not even now that they knew of the abuse. Getting rejected like that, getting mocked by most of my old pack. Getting beaten and attacked to the point my b*dy could not keep up with its healing anymore. It broke me and it broke more than just my b*dy and skin. If only a handful of people love and appreciate you. When the one person who is supposed to love you more than anything in the world. If the one person who has been created to love you by the MoonGoddess herself can’t bring himself to do it. All because of my physical appearance, and my lack of elegance as he called it. If the pack that is supposed to love and protect you as a family laughs behind your back. Then how are you supposed to believe you are truly worthy of loving at all? Let alone by the Crown Prince.

It made me stop fighting, fighting to find love again or be with my mate. Or fight back against not only the abuse but the whispers and rumors too. Hiding my b*dy had never been about me being ashamed of it or my scars. It had always been about hiding what was happening to me so that people could not ask me to fight it. It had been so that I didn’t have to fight to keep the few opinions about me that mattered the same. And I didn’t know what to feel about the fact that with

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Griffin I was ready to fight again. Fighting meant I stood to lose something. With not a lot left to lose that was a scary thought. I expected him to say something, to go all Alpha on me and want to go after the people who hurt me.

“Oh Darling. I am so sorry I should have never said that please forgive me” he pleaded with me.

to turn around when there was knock at the door. Griffin stepped back like I was on fire. He must be ashamed to be seen with me, werewolves aren’t usually shy about n*ked bodies. Not there own but certainly not that of others not even their mates. Seeing Griffin hide my b*dy from the servant at his door hurt me. This admission of shame was like a stab through

ready my parents are waiting on is, can we

little black dress I had bought to bring to the ball. The one Grandma told me not to wear. She said it was pretty

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to match my dress. And if so if this was because he wanted to match with me because he wanted to show we sorta belonged together. Or if it just was to make a point of us being a good couple to his parents. Regardless

was the same exact reason that made me place my hand in the arm Griffin offered me. Every one looking at us walking to the diningroom, matching arms intertwined. They would perceive us as the perfect couple. Even if we didn’t speak, from the outside looking in it would seem like a comfortable silence. One of these couples that did not need words to communicate. He pulled my chair back, still behaving like the true gentleman even when we entered the dining room. His parents who had also changed clothes beamed up at us. For me I just was happy to see nob*dy was dressed up. King Rodrick still wore jeans but paired with a dress shirt like Griffin. Queen Isabella wore a pencil skirt but with a simple dress on top

apology and welcome into the family. It was a signed first edition of pride en prejudice any first edition would be

And I actually love pride and prejudice” I could not help but beam at the King

reader. He figured it was one of

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