Royal Pain

'Antoinette if you do not come down here this bloody instant...'

'Coming father!'

Of course, of bloody course. I made my way out of my room and started for the stairs to go meet the Prince of the American Kingdom. My maiden, Ariana, followed me. "Ariana, it's infuriating that they expect me to marry and mate with someone other than my mate. My brother did not have an arranged. He got to marry his mate!" "Antoinette, his mate also just so happened to Princess Gia of the French Kingdom" "Yes, but she was also his mate, my wolf is already telling me that by the aura she's feeling throughout the castle that the Prince Idiot of the America's is a bloody bastard." She nods and continues to walk along with me. My wolf was pacing within me, she wanted not to be married to this idiot. She really just wanted to find her mate. She was starting to get rather restless with not having her mate. We were already of age, 17, so why haven't we found him.

"Ahhh darling, there you are." My mother called. Everyone in the room turned to me, including the bloody Prince. My parents beckoned me over closer. They wanted to introduce me to the bastard. I growled rather quietly, but enough to make it known. My parents scowled at me, but it didn't phase me. I'm just as ranked as they are, so my wolf doesn't get intimidated by them.