Twisted Fate: The Future Queen’s Mate

Chapter 6

Prince Dante’s POV

My body is hot and I can feel my beast rising up inside of me. He’s much stronger than other lycans beasts, being that I am a prince. Ha. What a joke it is. This is the twenty first century and we still have f*****g kings and queens. It’s all a joke to me. All the rules and customs and high expectations. It’s sick grooming a person their whole life for a role that they were never asked if they wanted. Do I want to be King in the next few years? Of course not. But being that I’m first born I guess I’ll just have to endure it.

I often plead with my parents to pass the throne onto someone else, anyone else. My brother Charlie is about five years younger than me but he definitely fits the part. He’s obedient, likes rules, likes control and has something that I’ve never had and probably never will, self control.

I hear the whispers from the staff around the castle. They see my midnight snacks come in and out of the door, a different one every night. They see me sneak off to areas I’m not supposed to, to indulge myself with a joint or two. I don’t give a f**k what they think. I don’t really give a f**k what anyone thinks.

They know better than to say anything to anyone. They’re intimidated by me. And why wouldn’t they be? It’s one thing to be the next King but I tower over most of the maids and the look I give them when I see them gathered in the dark corners of the castle could kill. Brings me a sick satisfaction to see the color leave their faces when they know they’ve been caught before they scurry off.

When I made it back to the castle last night my skin was searing hot with anger. f*****g Caspian. Always in my way of having even the slightest bit of fun. I never mean to disappoint people, it just comes naturally. My whole life I’ve been brought up to act a certain way and obey every single wish my parents commanded of me. But something inside of me could never fit that mold. I fought it for a long time but in my teenage years I realized there was no point. I knew I’d never change and I knew there was no point wasting my time and energy trying to prove to them I’m something I’m not.

All I could do last night was pace up and down my corridor of the castle. I so badly wanted to run into the woods, shift and let my beast free but I know Caspian had told the guards to not let me out for the night. Almost twenty one years old and still being babysat like I’m a child. It’s f*****g ridiculous.

I knew after leaving the field the damage I had caused to Evie. Part of me hurt that I had hurt her in that way. We have known each other our whole lives and when it comes down to it, I do care about her. Just not in the way my parents are trying to force us to be together. The other part of me was glad I said it. It’s something I’ve been thinking about for a long time. She’s practically my sister and I know her better than anyone. They think she’s fit to be a queen based on her parents' high status in our territory. But I know Evie. She’s extremely attractive, smart and physically strong but mentally she is weak. She’s sensitive about everything. She takes every situation personally and is so gullible she’ll believe anything anyone says to her. And they think that makes a good queen? She’ll ruin the legacy my family has built for centuries the first week of being queen. I’ll have to restrict her to throw parties only and have her kept away from any real business that needs to be dealt with.

After a long night of pacing and getting my beast to calm down I finally got to sleep before being rudely woken by two of my maids. My guess is I had only been asleep for two hours. God these f*****g council meetings are going to be the death of me. If it’s not stuck up community members bitching about their neighbors it’s pathetic werewolf packs begging us to send them lycan guards to protect them. They’re beasts, if they can’t protect their pack they shouldn’t have one.

I drag myself out of bed into the shower where I stand under the blistering hot water for about twenty minutes before hearing another small knock at the door and a woman telling me the meeting will start soon. I get it out and quickly dry myself off before throwing on a grey silk button up leaving the top few buttons undone and a nice pair of black trousers. I push my still wet hair back and look at myself in the mirror. This is as good as they are getting today I think to myself. Still not bad looking though by any means. I know even with a lack of sleep and my half ass effort this morning I could get any girl I wanted back up to my bedroom with me.

When I walk into the council room I smell the most fantastic smell. I’ve never smelt anything like it before in my life. Trying to locate it I scan my eyes across the balcony seating before my gaze stops and lands on her. Goddamn she looks f*****g good today. I never understood why she didn’t get dressed up more often and show off her incredible body and her curves. On the other hand I was also grateful she didn’t so I wouldn’t have to fight every jerk off that looked her way. Speaking of, here comes one now. Gawking at her like she’s the f*****g moon or something.

He might have gotten away with it any other day when I was busy with some other chick but not today dude. Not when she’s looking that f*****g good and smells the way she does.

Throwing my arms around Evie I tell him to get lost and send him a glare that could kill. He hurries off without a second thought. f*****g p***y. Turning my attention back to her all I can think about is how badly I want to take her back to my room and show her what a real man can do to her. We’ve never done anything more than a few pecks here and there but the way she’s looking right now I wouldn’t mind kicking this little thing between us up a few notches. Before I realize it she’s gone and across the room sending daggers my way. What the actual f**k? I’ve never been turned down by anyone before. Hell, girls will literally beg to have me. Something tells me I’m going to have to put more effort into this one. Great.