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Cold Reality

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This story has mature language and sexual activity throughout.

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So here I am sitting on a window seat, in my allocated room as the future queen of the werewolf race at the age of 21, gazing outside my window as it pours heavily down with rain like the inner reflection of my soul. I feel numb and dread every day being here in this god forsaken palace with more rooms than I can count or indeed are needed not to mention the amount of staff with ridiculous specified jobs so none of these pompous fools dressed in their fine clothes need ever move of their butts to get anything done. Worse still, is the clown of a fiancé I have, the playboy of all time. Prince Damien has women falling at his feet all looking to obtain the crown I'm sure, since his favour runs wide and without much care. He has his fill and moves on leaving a wake of women left broken from his mind games he likes play. I refuse to be the next on his list to humiliate and so every futile effort he makes I have brushed aside or ignored much to his annoyance.

" my lady, the prince won't be joining you for dinner tonight he is... um... occupied" I could hear my personal made Sophie say in the room to me with trepidation. Although I could still hear his grunts and whoever he was fucking from the opposite end of the corridor. I already knew my so-called fiancé was having his fill of whatever flavour his 'refined' pallet wanted this month. I honestly hated this place.

You see 6 months ago I had been in my home up in the mountains, training and being free of life but then we had guests. A big banquet was made for the royal family who were visiting us for some odd reason and the prince had taken to me straight away much to my dismay. He and his father both agreed that I would be the perfect barer for children, I know that my appearance is noticed by many others but I don't like to push it in peoples faces. I am 5' 4 with dark brown hair that looks like melted chocolate cascading down my back, eyes that are pure gold in colour since I'm a werewolf thats how we are distinguished from others and my mixed heritage gives me a golden tan that many have said they envy. My waist length thick hair falls in smooth dark chocolate ringlets, I have European hair so my curls are soft to the touch but oh don't I get that damn frizz. I have a slim thick build, with big double D boobs and a slim flat tummy with a bubble bum. I like to think I'm curvy, an hour glass shape, it can be helpful at times but it has its downsides to it. In this case it was defiantly a curse.

The royals pride themselves on picking the most beautiful women to mate with, even if they themselves are used for breeding and nothing else.

The beauty of the royal family must be upheld and so would need to be continued and yet in all this time he has worked his way through all his old whores and added new ones since there is an overflowing pool of loose women, apparently.

All I can say is thank the goddess he isn't allowed to touch me in any way apart from a kiss if situation calls for it till marriage, thanks to the king since we're not mates. We are to be married in 6 months in which time if either of us meets our destined mate then... something happens, honestly, I can't remember but give me a break, I was so overwhelmed that I was officially engaged to this idiot I didn't even hear what was going on around me. Never mind the hysteria my parents were showing.

There you have it. I am to start bearing children in 6 months' time for an ignorant boy who doesn't seem to know anything other than enjoying his whores and getting drunk. Yet all I've ever wished for is to have a mate, a manly man who's rough around the edges but is only soft for me and me alone. Someone who knows what he wants and goes for it , damn the consequences and who will say exactly what's on his mind no matter what it is. A man who is well over 6 foot and is built like an ox, with the kind of life that isn't boring but leads all types of adventure or danger and most importantly a man who can get down and dirty in the bedroom. A dominant man with a no bullshit attitude unless it's me. I'm exempt, because well.. its me.

"no need to state the obvious Sophie, I'm sure the whole palace can hear him" I said with no emotion in my voice. Anyone would think I was jealous but I honestly just hope my mate will come for me somehow. It's the only way I can escape this hell. I hope.

"sorry my lady, would you like your dinner brought up here?" she asked in a quitter tone.

"yes, I suppose I can do without the sympathetic looks for one night" I sighed thinking of my former life.

"of course, my lady" I heard Sophie say before she left closing the door behind her with a soft thud.

I turned my head from the window back to my book of steamy romance, I suppose it was similar to the Christian Grey trilogy but less drama and way more sex which was perfect for me. I wasn't a virgin since I have been in a relationship before, but things change and life happens. Me being the rare werewolf that I am was unlikely to find my mate living in the mountains and most werewolves find their mate within local packs or their own at the age of 20 and now that I've turned 21 I know chances are a lot slimmer , I guess me now getting married has all fallen into place huh.

No sooner than that thought had been made had I heard a knock on the door stating Sophie's return with my food.

"enter" I said though I was honestly just tired, doing nothing all day but sit and read or watch TV, fake smiles with other courtiers who's smile to me with as fake smiles and learn what were the traditional children names were over the years within the family. The only benefit was that I was allowed to train with Hunter everyday as my family had said I was allowed to go on the condition that hunter be with me at all times and I still do my training. My poor mother thought I had been invited to court for the year not to bare children and get married she would have a fit if only she knew. She was less than please when we were told I would be leaving henceforth to attend to court. The royals offer an invitation with a smile but we all know it's an order, not even I can refuse.

No one knew what I was so hunter has stayed with me to make sure nothing comes for me to use my powers for their own gain or some evil that we don't know about. Since the castle was surrounded by more werewolves and the royal pack lived here too , the risk was a lot greater than home.

Sophie placed my food down, curtsied and left. I was about to get up when my door opened again, looking up I saw the sour look of Hunters face as he strode in tense and pissed. Something had happened and it wasn't good.

"what's happened?" I asked him searching his face for some clue. He sighed and turned to face the window much like I had been doing. Still no answer so I asked again. Nothing. I waited, since I knew it would take him a minute to get his answer out.

"they have requested the wedding be moved up. They want to secure the knowledge that you will bare children to that fucking prince before the end of the year, it's to also put any rumours of bastard children out of the question to be heir of the thrown, not that the king would allow them to live." he said with gritted teeth, even more tense than before. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Move the wedding up, what on earth had prompted them to do such a thing?

"move the wedding up? But why now?" I asked with and underlying tone of hysteria I had tried to hide.

Hunter turned to look at me, apparently, I didn't hide it well enough. " I won't let you marry that boy prince" he practically spat the words. "your mother would raise hell if she finds out what all this is about" he whispered to himself but I heard him.

I got up and went to the roaring fire in the middle of the room with chairs gathered around it and bookshelves from floor to ceiling on either side crammed with all types of books.

"what am I going to do?" I whispered more to myself but Hunter heard me. He walked over to me and wrapped me in his arms as I cried from the loss of my previous life. " I don't know, but I'll think of something" he said back gently in soft tones.

" I promise".

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Hey guys!

So this is my first book, I apologise if there are any spellings or grammatical mistakes. I get so into the characters I forget to double check things so please bare with me.

I hope you enjoy the book so far, and I do plan on updating more.