The Royal Mask

Chapter 30

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Ophelia

"Whose shirt is this?"

"Let me go, Nate!" I try to loosen his hold on me but no luck.

Let him hold us. Says my wolf.

It feels good but No! Don't you remember he is going to his pack without us.

My wolf huffs and disappears in the back of my mind.

"Answer me, Princess!" He whispers and I blush involuntarily. Though I don't like nicknames but hearing him say that makes me feel like an excited
school girl in love.

And even if I lie to him about the shirt he can surely smell it since he is close towering over me. I can already see in his cold grey eyes, that he knows whose shirt it is.

"Dan..." I spill it.

I close my eyes waiting to hear him scold me or something but nothing.

Total Silence.

Thats like calm before the storm!

I open my eyes and look up at him to see his face expressionless.
The cold lycan prince!

"I had no other option, I didn't have any clothes and he wanted to talk to me and well I can't just do that all naked right?"

Oh shit! Wrong choice of words!

Did I just walk into the lycan's den?

In a flash Nate turns away and punches a nearby tree. Hard!

Oh yes I surely messed it up.

The loud sound echoes cutting into the silence of the night.

Atleast he punched a tree and not me. That counts for something right?

A huge dent forms and I see his muscles flexing under his shirt as he breathes deeply, veins visible in his arms.

Damn its not the right time and place to ogle him Ophelia!

He finally speaks up in a hoarse deep voice, "I am going to kill him..."

He is speaking in such a calm tone and that makes me even more worried.
"No...you can't..."

He growls and turns towards me.
"I hate to see you in his shirt, I f*cking hate to see him touching you..." He grits out, a muscle in his sharp jaw twitching.
"How dare he...even touch you...you are mine...how dare he even touch what is mine!"

The way he says makes me shiver and happy but wait I am not an object!

"I am not a thing...I don't belong to anyone!" I scowl at him.

"You are my mate...you are mine..." He growls taking a step towards me and I inwardly swoon by hearing the intensity in his voice.

"No I don't think so...if you consider me as your mate then why are you ignoring me since the past few days, since the day Casper kidnapped me, you are acting all cold and most importantly leaving me behind!"

There I said it! I know its not a proper place, timing  and mood to say this but screw that!

I have been itching to say this from so many days.

He looks at me confused. "Leaving you behind?"

Don't act all innocent, mate!

"I know...you are going back to your pack without me..."