"What?"
"How is that possible?"
"Oh no!"
"You made a mistake!"
"Yes, we'll be the godfathers of beautiful children!"

Well, apart from the last comment, obviously said by Austin, they were all bad. I mean I understand my dad's anger, his daughter found her mate and Hattie and Sophia were just plain jealous. It was the Royals' reactions. Shouldn't they be happy their son found his mate? Is it because he wasn't going to be King? Was I too ugly? Why did Dakota's parents have fear in their eyes? What the fuck was happening?!

A wave of confusion and sadness washed over me as my eyes connected with Dakota's; it seemed like he too didn't want to be mates with me.

I quickly looked away, my eyes moving around the hall. A lot of people were staring at us now, already seeing that something had happened. The Royal guards moved a bit closer to us, and a good looking man came to stand by Cayden's side. He was hot, but he was nothing compared to Dakota.

Talking about Dakota, I went to face him again, to see him not there. I looked around the room wildly, trying to use my senses. My sharp eyes caught him slipping through the door. How had no one saw him?

I didn't think for a moment when I ran after him, ignoring my dad who called after me, the number 1 priority in my head was to find my mate and demand for him to tell me his problems with me.

I followed his scent - chocolate and mangoes, a weird combination, but it worked as I smelt him to my left. I went left, just to stop when I walked right into a dead end. His scent was even gone!

Okay, I know what this is, most castles have these, secret passageways leading  through the wall, I just have to find the right place to push for it to open.

I studied the wall. There was nothing out of the ordinary, so I just pushed a space, and when that didn't work, I just kept on pushing random parts of the wall. At the end I just pulled a part of a stature that was just there, but instead of opening the wall, I just broke it.

"What are you doing?" I spurred around at the sound of my mate's voice, hiding the broken object behind my back. 

"Um.... I was looking for you." I told him, biting my lip and looking down. Damn was his voice nice - low and husky with a tinge of an accent.

"I didn't know I was in a wall or in a statue."  He told me, his eyes darkening as he stared down at my lips. My cheeks flushed red and I quickly released my lip.

"I thought there was some kind of passageway." I told him, wincing when I realised how dumb that sounded.

"Well you're right, there are passageways in here, but you're just standing by a normal wall." He told me, a quick flash of amusement flying through his eyes before it disappeared into coldness.

"I'm not here to talk about walls." I crossed my arms across my chest, giving him a determined look, "Why did you leave?"

"I don't want a mate." Was his only reply, yet I felt like he was keeping something behind and from me.

"Why? Am I not right for you? Do you have another woman in your life? A man?" I asked, my eyes tearing and my voice breaking.

His eyes softened and his stance loosened, "I have no one in my life, and that's the way I want to keep it."

"Why!" I cried out, feeling a tear fall down my cheek.

He stepped closer to me until I could feel his breath in my hair. I wasn't that tall, but his head was kinda bent down. His fingers trailed down my jaw softly, wiping away the fallen tear. I leant into his touch, my eyes closing when I felt his other hand wrap around my waist. Man, I had butterflies, fireworks, bombs... everything!

"I don't want to hurt you." He whispered in my ear, his minty breath making me shiver and his chest pressed tightly to my own. I lifted my hand and placed it on his chest, right where I could feel the thumps of his heartbeat.

He took a sharp breath and took a step back, losing all connections with my body. I instantly felt cold without his arms around me. Well, also because of the cold rush that just went by.

I opened my eyes, but instead of seeing him, I just saw an empty corridor. I looked around frantically.

How the hell does he do that? What is he, a fucking ninja?!

And great, now I was lost! Which way did I come? I looked right and left, my guts telling me to go right, but I wanted to be alone now, so I turned left, and kept on walking.

******

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and letting the wind ruffle through my hair.

I was now in some kind of tower, a very tall tower with an amazing view, that reminded of the Astronomy tower from Harry Potter. I love those books! So sad that all those good people died: Dobby, Dumbledore, Snape, Fred and so much more. But hey, at least the marauders, I'm talking about Padfoot, Prongs and Moony, not the traitor, are together at last and are probably creating havoc in heaven. If I was in Hogwarts, I'd probably be in Gryffindor, and if I can go back in time, I'll join the marauders and help them with Remus' furry problem! I'd be called.... Wolfie!

I was pulled out of my magical thoughts, when I heard someone running in here. I turned around quickly, my eyes wary and my stance strong, but quickly calmed down when I realised it was a crying girl. Her face was covered by her hands, but she was probably really pretty, judging by her amazing body! I watched as she ran straight into the corner, the darkness and shadows concealing her.

"Hey!" I called out, mentally cursing myself when the word I spoke came out more harshly than I thought.

"Who are you!" She cried out, her voice still thick from her crying.

I was about to tell her my name, but then I realised she was a complete stranger. She could be a bad guy for al, I know! "My name's Joanna Kyles, I'm from Riverside Pack."

I heard her sniff. "Hi, I'm Clara from the Royal pack." Okay she was telling the truth, now I feel bad about lying to her!

"What's wrong Clara?" I asked her, staying where I was. She can come out when she wants.

"My mate hates me!" She cried out, starting to weep once more.

"I'm sure that's not true darling. How long have you been dating?"

"That's the thing, we aren't dating! We found out that we were mates a few years ago, but he told me that he didn't want to be tied down! He takes me on dates, acts sweet, but then around people, he's such a jerk!"

"He sounds like a pompous dickhead!" I snorted out, covering my mouth in shock when I realised I had said that out loud.

"He is." She laughed a bit, calming down slightly.

"Why don't you come on out?" I asked, smiling slightly. She's the first female around my age that I actually like.

It was quiet for a bit, only her sniffles were heard, but then I heard a light rustling and she was coming out. My mouth fell open when I finally caught a look of her face, and I was right! She was very beautiful! She looked like a fricking angel with her blonde hair and innocent face.

"Holy shit! You are possibly the most beautiful creature I've ever come across!" I gasped out, pinching her cheeks. They were so soft!

"Thanks, but I'm nothing compared to you!" She said back, wiping her face and smiling at me.

"You know, Clara, I think this is a start to a beautiful friendship!" I told her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders.

"Yes, I think it is. Can I tell you a secret? You're probably my first friend." She told me, her cheeks flushing.

"That's fine. Can I tell you two secrets? 1) you're my first female friend too and 2) my name isn't Joanna, it's Alessandra Jones from Darkmoon pack." I smiled sheepishly at her.

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