The dream

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I have the same dream every night ever since I was crowned king of the pack. Purple eyes.... Red fur...... the sweet smell of lavender..... his soft hands caressing my body..... yet i don't know his face..... what he truly looks like.... Just these vivid dreams of his eyes and fur.... My destined mate.....

I bolt awake after having that dream once more. This time I almost got his full face but I was woken up too soon. Why must I suffer not knowing who my true mate is?! I grunt and get out of bed to perform my royal duties. I button up the silver buttons of my fathers suit as I look at myself in the mirror. My parents have been gone for 4 months now and every time I look at myself in the mirror I see my father but with emerald eyes. "My king are you up?" Asked a maid on the other side of the door. "Yes Mallory I'm up you may enter" I responded. The red hair, tan skin, and brown eye woman enters my room with my breakfast tray. "I see you're already ready sir" she smiled setting the tray with scrambled eggs, steak, and smoked ham with a cup of mint tea. "Sir might I ask are you already you seem more tired recently. Are you getting enough sleep?" "Yes Mallory I just been having the same dream...." "About what sure?" She asked as I take a bite of my breakfast and sips my tea. When I finished swallowing my meal I looked up at her nervously.

"About my true mate"

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