A Lycan's Hybrid Mate

Chapter 7

Romanov's  Pov

"What do you mean you won't marry her!? This is the 12th girl you've rejected and you didn't even meet her yet!" My mother stated with anger and frustration in her voice.

"You know exactly what I mean. I won't marry her." I stated a little annoyed, pointing to the picture of the girl she held in her hand.

She have been trying to get me married from the moment I turned 21 which was a month ago. I know right, she's been very persistent and it was starting to get on my nerves. I simply will not marry anyone. Not until I find her.

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Flashback
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Miserable. That's how I felt standing with a fake smile on my face, greeting people of all ages and high status who I don't give two shits about.

I didn't like formal parties, I didn't like slow dancing and I sure as hell didn't like the fact I couldn't get to spend some good time with Angel at this moment. Last year on my 20th birthday I got a pleasurable present from her. And let me tell you, it was fun.

I know I know I know. I should have waited on my Mate right? Well, it's very hard for a lycan especially to find his or her mate. While werewolves could easily find their Mate which was most of the time already in their pack, Most lycans waited centuries to find theirs.To me, it looked to be a waste of time if I was to wait on her.

Since I was turning 21, which is the age I could be crowned King only if married or miraculously found my mate, they just had to get me back from the pack to the palace to throw me a ball. Like seriously. She knows well I don't like these type of events.

What made it even worse was that she was now introducing a girl that had pounds of make up on her face who was smiling seductively at me. I looked at my mother with my brow raised.

"Roman, please to meet Titania, daughter from the Orion's royal family." My mother had a bit of too much happiness in her voice.

"Hello there, handsome." She winked at me and bit her lip.

I stared at my mother in disbelief. I knew where this was going and I was not going to let this continue any further. As if she could read minds, she looked at me and gave me the don't-you-dare look. I rolled my eyes. She opened her mouth to say something but I beat her to it.

"Before this goes any further and waste my time, I reject marrying you and taking you as my queen." I stated with a cold harsh voice. I saw tears building up in the girl's eyes as well as shock and anger written on her face, but I couldn't care less. I was very annoyed and walked away from my also very angry mother.

I stood at the buffet table and poured myself some wine. I could sense someone walk up behind me but I didn't turned around. I knew who it was because of the scent.

"Roman~" I smirked and turned around to be greeted with a pair of light blue eyes.

"Hello, my Angel." I flirted. She wore a tight dark purple spaghetti strap dress that reached mid thigh. It hugged all her slight curves and it pushed up her bust a bit. It also made her eyes stand out. She was a very attractive girl I can admit, but I don't love her and I'm a bit of a playboy. She knows this but throws herself on me anyways. Obviously I didn't really mind because the sex was great, but whenever I showed a little interest towards another girl she gets all "possive and jealous" and tries to keeps me away. It is very annoying! Am not even hers to begin with!