Lycan Prince Matteo

Third Person

“Make yourself comfortable,” Matteo said as they entered his room. Back in the palace, despite Freya’s attempts to dissuade him from bringing her along, her efforts were in vain, leaving her angered.

“How am I supposed to feel at ease when you know I didn’t want to come here yet?” she questioned. Matteo growled and pulled her closer into his arms, their gaze locked in a standoff, neither willing to yield.

“You better behave yourself; you have no idea how much control I’m exerting over my beast right now,” he warned before departing, leaving her alone. She sighed, acknowledging a twinge of fear. Despite his attraction to her, Matteo’s dominant and aggressive beastly side could take over, leading to consequences for her.

Seated on the bed, she heard a knock, turning her attention to the door as it opened.

“I am Camilla, and I will be assisting you with everything,” she introduced herself. Freya stared at her silently. “Do you need anything, Your Highness?” Camilla inquired.

“Nothing; you can leave me alone for now,” Freya replied. Camilla smiled, explaining, “I’m sorry, but Prince Matteo wants me to stay with you all the time.”

“Are you an Omega?” Freya asked.

“Yes, Princess.”

“But you’re in better condition than me. You still have your scent, while I don’t.”

“Yet, you are the prince’s mate. He found you, and I’m sure he was truly happy,” Camilla assured her.

“I hope so,” Freya responded with a sad smile.

“Prince Matteo had been searching and waiting for his mate. You don’t know how much he longed for you.”

“You’re just saying that.”

“No! Of course not! Everyone here knew how excited he was to find you,” exclaimed Camila. “I wanted to rest,” Freya said.

“Okay, princess, I’ll just be here,” replied Camilla.

Meanwhile, Matteo went to his father at the King’s Office. Calvin and James, his future gamma, were also present, along with the royal council, consisting of different elders who headed various departments of the palace organization.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“How is the princess?” King Marco asked.

“Fine,” he replied with a stoic face, a demeanor he always maintained when talking to his father or others. However, when alone or with Calvin and James, they conversed comfortably like father and son.

“She was just adjusting to the palace, so make sure to be patient with her,” the king reminded him, and he nodded.

“Congratulations, my prince, on finally finding your mate,” said Rapha, the head of the palace warrior team. Matteo was close to him too, but only Calvin, James, and the king knew about it.

“Thank you, Rapha,” he replied, and they proceeded to their meeting. Matteo didn’t report their investigation into the Howlers Pack. They wanted to discuss it privately since a Lycan was involved in the attack, and it was better to limit knowledge about it to just them.

The council left as Matteo, Calvin, and James remained. “I assume you have found out something,” King Marco said.

“We stayed a little longer just to make sure, but no matter how much we tried to make our way to the incident, it’s no use,” Calvin said, and the king nodded.

“You mean, one of us did that to the pack?” James asked, shocked, and the two nodded.

“We are here to protect and organize the wolves. We are bound to do everything we can to ensure their safety. Knowing about it saddens me; whoever did that may have a grudge against the pack or the palace,” King Marco said.

“It could be both,” said Matteo. He couldn’t ignore the fact that he smelled his mate nine years ago, and she must be from the same pack. He told his father about it and said,

“I never heard of a second chance mate for our kind either. I guess that’s the reason we are immortal. How did you find out that she was your mate?”

“Our eyes met,” he replied. “She never looked at me, not even once when I was talking to her. She always had her head down, so I don’t think she knew about it that way either.”

“And you found out about her, when?” the king asked again, and he told him what had happened. James was just listening, and he was amused at the fact that the princess was willing to get a chosen mate instead of telling his friend that he was hers.”

“Since you are certain about your mate, it is crucial to take care of and ensure her safety. If someone is intent on keeping you from finding your mate, they might pose a threat to the princess. With your imminent ascent to the throne in a few months, this is likely what they sought to prevent. King Marco offered this suggestion, and everyone concurred.

As the future Gamma, James will be responsible for Freya’s well-being. After the demise of the old beta and gamma alongside the queen, King Marco opted not to replace them. He refrained from taking a new queen and instead allowed Matteo and his friends to remain with him, providing training so they would be prepared for their eventual reign. With their meeting concluded, Matteo returned to his room.

Upon entering, he found Freya asleep and noticed Camila, who promptly stood up at the sight of him. “You can leave now,” he instructed, and the omega exited their bedroom. Matteo sat on the bed next to his mate, gently caressing her cheeks. He tidied the strands of hair that had fallen across her face, tucking them behind her ear. After giving her a tender kiss, he lay down beside her. Realizing he needed rest too, he should have taken it earlier, but he wanted to explore the possibility of a second chance mate. With that, he closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around her as she turned to face him, hugging him in her sleep.”