The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

114 Griffin

When I come to I am in a hospital bed in the BloodMoon pack with Tessie at my bedside,

not as my worried mother-in-law but as the pack doctor. Without her, the pack had been

without a doctor. So she got right back to it even temporarily. Now that her mate was the

new Alpha, she was the Luna and the doctor to the pack. She seemed fairly relaxed, I

figured that was because it had to do with Ayla being in pain again. Not with my body.

“Griffin, you had a panic attack. Do you know what triggered it?” She asked me.

I couldn’t register what she was saying, I was a strong royal Alpha wolf. I should not be

having a panic attack.

“I don’t want to offend you Tessie, but I don’t think it is possible for a wolf like me to get a

panic attack” I tried to reason with her.

She crossed her arms and glared at me, almost motherly. I do not know if this is because

of the bond we have. Or if this is how she looks at every patient in the hospital. But it

makes me feel small.

“No, you’re right it’s not like you’ve been under a lot of stress lately. It’s not like the most

important thing in your life is missing” She shrugged making me see how ridiculous I was.

“I was suddenly scared that I would never hear Ayla’s voice through the mindlink. And that

I understood why I had to go back to the castle but it feels bad going away when I can feel

she is close” I just lay it all on the table.

If I am getting panic attacks I am not as strong as I used to be. As I

thought I was, I had been so deadset on being the one to find clues. The one who saved

her, but I was getting nowhere, the more time that passed the bigger the chances were

she got hurt. Maybe the panic attack was what I needed to realize I couldn’t do this on my

own.

***

After having to stay in the pack hospital for the rest of the afternoon, just so Tessie could

keep an eye out on me. She worried and hovered over me like my mom would do. Mom

had even visited me, both insisting I needed to take better care of myself. They are not

even wrong but I couldn’t rest before I had Ayla back in my arms.

Still, I felt a little better about asking for help when I had to leave to go back to the castle.

Alpha Jay had promised me he would send out patrols twice a day. With how small the

army had gotten that was the most he could do. Meanwhile, Father had ordered some

heat-seeking drones. Once I could control from my castle with an app. They would land at

the edge of the BloodMoon pack. In a designated spot. Where the guards on patrol around

the borders would pick it up and place it in the charger.

That way I did not have to stay here to try and find some clues. Of course, I would also

contact more Alpha’s than we did before. And I needed to contact the human government

to see if they could help me. Usually, they do not get involved with the pack business. But

since this was a crime against the royal family they might be more inclined to help out. To

make sure that the peace among the packs would remain. A reasonably small war

between two packs did not hurt the humans and thus they would not get involved.

If an all-out war broke out between several packs including the royal pack and at least one

other pack. It could hurt the humans, and that had always been enough motion for them

to get involved.

Part of me hated that I had to sit in an office, going to stuffy meetings

instead of being out there actively searching for her. But I knew it was what I needed to

do.

***

And I had done for the past week, there was still another week left before I finally could go

back to the Bloodmoon pack. It had been almost three weeks now since I got the letter.

Four weeks since I last saw her. Not wanting to leave me she had stayed until Monday

morning, she had already quit her job at that time. So she didn’t have to leave at the cr

ack of dawn.

Still, I had been so tired that I overslept. Her alarm didn’t wake me. Neither did her getting

ready and leaving me. By the time I woke up, all that was left was a sweet note on her

pillow. I still have the note. At the time I sent her a sweet text thanking her but I wasn’t

too bothered about it. Sure I was a little bummed out but I thought I knew I would see her

at the end of the week.

I would get nightmares about her blaming me because I did not wake up to see her off. Or

that she would fall for David again because I didn’ t even get up to see her off the last day

she saw me. I would wake clammy, my heart beating wildly. It never lasted long because

when I was awake I knew my sweet, kind, loyal Ayla would never do something like that.

Still, it made me worry about how she was feeling. Did she regret slipping out and letting

me sleep? Did she realize her last message never got through? When I made the video

announcement after letting the pack know it was all a lie. I felt so certain this was the way

to go. That she would instantly see all the hints I put in the clip. In my mind it would

comfort her to see the hints, knowing I was coming for her. Ever since getting back to the

castle after being close to her, I was second-guessing every decision I made.

The desperation was clawing at my intestines with cold iron claws.

Leaving me restless and desperate. I was back to the point where I could hardly swallow

any food down. Only now I was hiding the fact that I was surviving on coffee and the

mandatory dinner with my parents. A dinner that was always followed by a run, Conan

seemed to be the only one who truly understood me. Which makes sense he is missing

her just as much as I am.

I am on one of my runs again when I get dizzy, my breathing gets labored only this time

my vision isn’t blurring. I am still well aware of where I am, it is nothing like the panic

attack I had the other day. This time I feel claws wrapping around my throat cutting off my

air supply. Then I hear her voice in my mind

“Griffin help me”

I know it cannot be we are miles apart from each other and we do not have the ability to

mindlink yet. But I know it is her, I don’t care how I am suddenly able to hear her when I

shouldn’t be able to. All I care for is the fact that my mate needs me and I am going to get

her out. We tried to do it the right way, tactical, careful to not hurt innocent bystanders.

We tried so for three weeks and are no further to find her. I am over it I will find her this

week no matter what it costs me. I will travel back to the BloodMoon Pack tonight with the

entire army and I will burn down every inch of the forest surrounding the pack until I have

my mate back in my arms. And I don’t care about the enemies I will make along the way.

Not my parents, not the council.

It is high time I let the world see what truly matters to me. Because Ayla is the only thing

that does. There will not be a trial needed when I kill David with my own hands and then

finally mark my mate next to his dying body so that this can never happen again. With

renewed purpose, I stride back to the guard’s quarter to inform them of my plans.

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