Aiden's POV
13 years old
It was midnight when I reached the entrance of my mansion. The brightly lit fountain illuminates at night, greeting me as I walked into the front yard. To its left was a heated infinity pool which would reveal a scenic view of the snow-capped mountains in the daytime.
A beautiful garden surrounded by dark-red, yellow and white roses awaits as you walk past the pool. The garden is filled with medicinal herbs which are convenient to assist me with my recovery for whenever I get sick or injured. I took up herbal medicines in school as I know that it is a vital skill to have.
As I made my way to my mansion, the door opened. My butler was standing by the door, holding out a tray of drinks; a way to welcome me back. He greeted me when I walked in and drank what I reckoned a hot lemon tea, purely based of the aroma. I was right and it was very calming for a rather chilly night. I muttered "thanks" as I handed him the empty glass and went up to my bedroom.
There are 3 levels to my mansion. The first caters to guests where there are a living room, hall, dining table and a kitchen. The second is mainly for entertainment. There's an arcade room, gym, music room, a big training room and a dance studio. The last is mainly my room and 4 other rooms specifically for my close friends. They sleep here occasionally and, sometimes, they go back to their own apartments.
I took the elevator up to the third level and dragged myself to my room. The entire level was dark as the lights were off but I couldn't be bothered to switch it on as I was too tired to do so. Besides, Lycans have good night visions so it would be unnecessary since I could easily navigate my way to the room. I threw my haversack on the floor then, flopped onto bed.
Judging by how heavy my eyelids were, nothing would be able to keep me awake. I didn't bother showering or changing my clothes because I'm tired as fuck. Disgusting I know but in my current state, I couldn't care less. Besides, my body was aching due to the long, intense training. I don't want to move any muscle of my body.
My sore body relaxed in the comfort of the bed, and just as I was about to drift into sleep, I felt some tingles on my left arm and smelt a beautiful scent of berries and vanilla. My eyes shot wide open when I came into a realization that this was the scent of my soulmate. But how? I was so confused. I raised my forearm for a quick glance and I saw exquisite cursive handwriting.
"Is this real?" I thought to myself, wiping my eyes.
There was the word soulmate decorated with some hearts. It was emitting a gentle scent of her. I was perplexed at first and then, it hit me. There was once, I read about this rare phenomenon. I jolted up to switch on the bed lamp to confirm what I saw. I blinked a couple of times as I tried to process the situation.
My heart rate increased rapidly and I started to sweat, knowing that my soulmate just reached out to me for real. Remember when I said that nothing could keep me awake during my extreme exhaustion? Well, I take it back. I grabbed a whiteboard marker from my desk then, continued looking at it to cherish her words and the hearts before it disappeared. Once faded, I wrote,
'You smell lovely, my soulmate.'
And, indeed, she smells extremely pleasant. I lay in bed looking up at the full moon, trying to make myself remember the smell and processed fully of what just happened.
The ceiling directly above me has a clear window. I specifically requested for this feature as I admire observing the moon and the stars, and as always, I shut off all the lights of the mansion, inside and out to reduce light pollution so that I can see the wonders that God has created. I know I seem too young to own a mansion at the age of 13 but I am the Prince of Lycans. I get what I want.
As I stare at the moon, I tried to recall about this phenomenon which I had read before. The ability to communicate with your soulmate even before you're mature enough to do so. This is a rare gift. It's something even rarer than once in a blue moon. I smile at the thought of how extremely blessed I am.
Almost everyone does not have this opportunity. It was 2am and even though I'm worn out, my brain became a little too active after my soulmate reached out for me.
As mentioned, I'm the next king which makes me pretty stressed out. I'm always busy with education and trainings and even though I'm doing fine with all of that, I am worried that my commands may deprive my people from safety. That's why I put a lot of effort in practicing my analytical skills and commands. In addition to that, my parents have a list of skills that I have to equip myself with.
Here's a brief list which my parents makes me master by 18.
1) Archery
2) Shooting
3) Brazilian Jujitsu
4) Survival skills
5) Carpentry
6) Fishing
7) Dancing
8) Heimlich Maneuver
9) Guitar
It is a lot but I cannot complain due to 3 reasons. Firstly, those are something I really enjoy learning. The second reason is that it is essential for kings to have those skills. Lastly, I want to be a man who my mate can rely on. I continued gazing at the twinkling stars in dark sky while savoring the lingering scent of my soulmate. It puts me in a light euphoric state.
As I got lost in my thoughts, my eyes became heavy and soon, I passed out.

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