Captured by my Mate's Pack

Chapter 3

~ Half an hour later ~

After being made to sit in a closet-like room for half an hour alone debating with Dana my wolf what happened earlier, one of the guards I saw earlier opened the small door and pulled me out by the arm. I knew he was going to be taking me to the prince so I smoothed down my grey dress and followed the guard as he watched me closely so I didn't make a run for the door.

I silently followed him in the hallway at the top of the stairs to a stained, red wooden door. 'I smell our mate!' Dana said excitedly. 'So do I but what if he rejects us?' 'It will hurt him as much as it hurts us so if he does then it serves him right. He can't judge us because you are a servant, it's not your fault. He's the one who made us a servant to him! If he wants some rich woman who he will never truely love then so be it. Its his loss.' 'True Dana, you're quite wise you know, when you're not trying to take control and run and get me punished..'

Before I knew it I had been pushed into the room. There, in front of me, sat the prince. He was facing the window, rubbing his chin, obviously thinking. "Erm, hello." I said quietly. His body jerked upright and spun round. His eyes bore into mine again much like the first time he looked at me. "What is your name?"

"My name is Violet."

Suddenly his eyes glazed over and he spoke in a more softer voice than before, I guess this was his wolf taking control, "Violet, let me speak to Dana, please Violet, I need to." With that I let Dana take control and I felt my own eyes glaze over, "Caden? Is that you? I have waited for you for so long. I think Violet wants to be with you and Ryan."

"Yes, its me, dear. Ryan is trying not to love you. Its because you're a servant," These words clawed at my heart. He didn't want to love me. He didn't want me and my wolf. "I'll try and convince him otherwise, bare with me Dana, trust me." I felt Dana explode with anger and distress, she wanted to take full control and run away from this mess, "HOW DARE HE? Just because my human is a servant?! He should love us unconditionally and if he doesn't then more fool him!"

Dana gave me back control and then the prince's eyes went back to normal. "Go get me breakfast."

"Ok your highness."

I ran out of the door, not because I wanted to serve him quickly, or to impress him. I wanted to have some time to think. To be alone for once in the castle without being locked up or having some guard looming 7ft over my 5ft 4 frame.

I walked quickly down the stairs after slamming the prince's door and turned left to go to the kitchen. When I reached the kitchen I opened the door and 3 pairs of eyes looked me up and down quickly. "Violet, its so good to see you. Are you ok?"

"Yeah thanks Georgina. Getting better?"

"I'm getting used to serving the king, if I do exactly what he says he said he won't hurt me. I'm making him breakfast." She looked better than earlier, a lot better now she had a purpose.

I walked to the counter and started pouring some porridge oats into a metal pot. It was so old fashioned it was like the whole castle hadn't changed in hundreds of years. I added milk and turned the gas on and turned to ask the others about their new masters.

"Tilda, we haven't spoke since we got here. How are you?"

"I'm surviving, thats about it.." she replied bitterly. She never was one to be in a great mood. But now she was worse than ever. She turned her back to me and carried on preparing food for the queen. How cold, I thought, this place is making everyone heartless.

A few minutes later I took the pot off the heat and poured the porridge into a bowl. I grabbed a pot of sugar and a spoon, in case the prince liked his porridge with sugar, and walked off out of the room tray in hand.

When I got back to the prince's room I entered to see him still sitting on the bed. I walked around the end and held out the tray. His hands wrapped around the edges of the tray and pulled. Something stopped me from letting go, I wanted to know what he really wanted, "Don't you want to love me?"

"I don't know what I want. I will let you serve me but nothing else at the moment. Violet, call me Ryan, you may as well seen as you're my mate and you're going to be around me a lot." I let go of the tray and smiled sweetly at him and sat on a chair by the window and gazed at the scenery.

The tall trees surrounding the moat, swayed in the breeze. And the birds flitted back and forth between the trees. Finally I felt that things might get better. He wants me to call him Ryan? Because he's my mate?! Wow, this was a huge improvement. I smiled at the thought of him being nice, "What you smiling at?" He asked, not in an angry way, in an inquisitive way. "I was just thinking about how things might get better now." His lips curved up into a small smile and he carried on eating his breakfast.

~ 12 minutes later ~

When Ryan finished eating his breakfast I took the tray off him and shot off to the kitchen to take it back. When I got back he was not on his bed anymore. Then I heard the shower on. I made his bed up and dusted the windowsill. Still the same trees swayed in the wind, it had picked up since last time I looked. Soon Ryan emerged from the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel which hung from his hips. I did a double take and stuttered a little, "I, I cleaned your room prince.. I mean Ryan."

"Thank you Violet, pass me some clothes out of the drawer please."

"Uhm, sure."

As I walked to the set of drawers he indicated with his finger I kept glancing at him, noticing his rippling muscles and the water dripping off him.. I must snap out of this I thought, and snapped my eyes back to the drawer as I opened it. They contained sets of clothes already matched up, trousers, shirts etc. ready to be put on. How organised I thought. I put the clothes on the bed and rushed out of the room so I didn't make a complete fool of myself by stuttering and slurring my words just because of the sight of him..