Forbidden Mate

Chapter 1

It's just your typical Tuesday morning I sit in the back of the lecture theater avoiding everyone here. I tap my pencil on my teeth getting impatient. I hate waiting on a guest lecturer. At the university of Kettary it's a regular occurance. Every month we have one member of the Royal family. Well I say Royal family I mean families you see we  have 4 main species here. You have your witches, Your wizards, your Vampires and your shifters that's me. I'm a shifter, a wolf shifter to be precise or werewolf as some call us. There are others but we don't exactly have many angels, demons or fae (fairies) come here as they have their own realms they prefer to dwell in. 

The only upside is it's not my father's turn today. Oh, did I not mention I am the heir to the throne of the shifters.

Yay lucky me. 

NOT. 

You see, I get a lot of unwanted attention from others just for being the princess. I hate it. For some reason the male shifters think showering me with attention will make me fall for them.  Pathetic. I'm interested in a lot more than flowers and chocolates. 

I bet you're wondering why I'm sat at the back on my own if so many people pay me attention. Well when I decided I wanted to go to college and university (against my parents wishes) I didn't want to stand out and be made a fuss of so I changed my Royal wardrobe to one I felt comfortable in. I wear thick black framed glasses and my usual red curly hair is scraped back giving my hair a darker tone. Just doing these minor things people don't tend to notice me. Plus the glasses I wear have a spell on them so anyone who actually looks at me doesn't recognise me. I really have to thank Phoebe for these. Phoebe is my best friend in the entire supernatural world.

One other benefit to these glasses is they stop my mate from finding me as they can't look directly into my eyes. They may get the odd whiff of my scent but it won't amount to anything. I mean I'm not against finding my mate but I want to live a little first. I mean as soon as I finish university in 2 months I will be off exploring the world on diplomatic missions with other royals. 

The one downside to our laws is that each species can't cross mate as our ancestors thought we should 'keep it in our own species' as it were. Don't get me wrong the werewolf guys are enough to make any girl drool but I dunno there's just something missing. As I grow more and more impatient waiting on this month's monarch guest speaker to arrive I catch a whiff of the most intoxicating scent of cinnamon and something else but before I can place it the lecture theater doors swing open and in walks the King of the vampires. Alaric. 

Now picture if you will easily 6ft 6 perfectly sculpted body in a navy suit. Jet black hair pushed back off his face, a strong jawline completely clean shaven and his eyes. Well they are the most captivating part of him. Not just because of his mesmerising abilities but I have never known eyes like them. They are cobalt blue with small flecks of violet. Incase you haven't guessed he is s*x on legs and he knows it. Girls flock to him. And from there the arrogance and entitlement flows. But he wasn't always like that. 2 years ago he first gave a lecture and there was something about him. A uniqueness if you will. I didn't make it my mission to get to know him that well. After all he is a vampire and not exactly the most reliable of people. But I couldn't help it after he approached me and we started talking about art and literature. I was like there was an automatic pull to him. That was until 6 months ago when he stopped speaking to me.

He glides to the center of the room and gives one of his award winning blunt teeth smiles. I can hear the girls swooning over the simple smile, the guys puff up their chest and I can't stop rolling my eyes. Why does everyone make a big deal over us royals? we aren't that different to them. Well at least I don't think we are. I can already tell this lecture is going to drag. But finance of the supernatural world and how to transition it to the human world is a big deal for some. Not me I just want to experience the world and do some human things, see the sights that I see in some of the human films I've watched. 

I can't help but feel eyes on me as I look around the only person looking my way is Alaric. Why would he be looking at me? I haven't spoken with him in 6 months . I mean he knows who I am but why would he be looking at me. He was the one who cut all ties to me. I scoot uncomfortable in my seat. I look up again as a smile widens on his face. But that can't be right. He must be looking at the girl in front of me. As I look at the person directly in front of me she is grinning like a cheshire cat twirling her hair. 

Phew. I was starting to get a little uncomfortable. I take a few breaths and try to tune in on the lecture but I have a first edition copy of A Study in Scarlet by Arthur Conan Doyel in my bag that is begging to be read. I slowly lower my hand and pull out the book placing it on the desk in front of me. No sooner do I open it I'm sucked straight in. 

I start to hear people shuffling and the murmur of voices invade my senses. I guess the lecture is over. I pack my things away and as I glance around the lecture theater I'm captivated by those cobalt blue eyes. Surrounded by vampire girls twirling their hair ready to give him anything he asks. Yet his gaze doesn't leave me and this time I know it's on me as I am standing on my own. I guess he noticed I paid no attention and isn't impressed at all. I simply shrug and make my way to the coffee shop on campus. I have 2 hours before my next lecture so I have a perfect amount of time to get lost in my book.