The Prince's Mate

Chapter Twelve

Callie

After finding the guest room with a balcony, I start unpacking boxes which some Omegas brought in for me a few minutes earlier. I haven't heard from Mason, and I don't really care what he has to say. I waited for my mate and I didn't even want a mate, and he is a prince and couldn't even keep it in his pants? 

What was he planning on doing when he found his mate? Just move her in and hope that none of his little sluts doesn't come around? That's probably exactly what he was planning. Hmph.

 It is going to take a while to be able to trust him again. I won't even say that I will fully trust him again, but we must keep it in the back of our minds that this is the destiny that was brought before us. I nod, agreeing with her, mate bond or not, I will not trust him again for a long time. 

I gave up everything to move here with him and I cannot believe this is how I am welcomed. By the time I can hear Mason coming into the house, I already have all my stuff set up in the bathroom and most of my stuff in the bedroom. I hear him looking around for me and I let him look. 

I don't know what kind of greeting he expected, but I hope he is not dumb enough to think he is getting a warm one. 

He finally finds me and takes one look at the room and asks, "Why are you in one of the guest rooms?" 

I keep my calm and start unpacking more things, because if I do not have something in my hands, they will be around his arrogant little neck. I decide to play stupid. "Why would I not be?" 

He looks surprised at my answer and says, "Well...Because we are mates."

 Now that's funny. I ask him if he was ever going to tell me and his answer makes me want to punch him in the face even more. "No, actually I wasn't. I figured if I started new and kept it in the past that it wouldn't affect our future."

 He is not not being serious. Did he even think about that before he said it?

 I give him the most evil face I can muster and say, "You know, from the time I was six, I knew I didn't want a mate. I didn't want someone to have control over my life, or my feelings, and then I met you. I thought maybe, just maybe, having a mate wouldn't be so bad, that I found someone who loved and respected me, but I didn't get that did I? No, instead I got a manwhore, so please, do yourself a favor and get out of my face before I do something I will regret." 

By the time I am done, there are tears streaming down my face and I am shaking, trying to keep Amara from taking control. Mason turns around and walks out of the room. He doesn't say anything. He just leaves. Good. 

Mason

I don't hear from Callie for the rest of the night, so I just stay holed up in my room, wallowing in self pity. Leo keeps howling so I block him out before I get a migraine. I lay in bed and put my arms behind my head and will myself to fall asleep. 

It takes hours, but finally, blackness takes over. I am in a clearing in the forest. There is chaos all around me, wolves fighting on another, lifeless bodies lying everywhere. The first thought that came to my mind was Callie, where was she? Is she okay? I scan through the bodies and try to find my mate, I can't feel her emotions or feel the mate pull. 

Oh no, what has happened? Suddenly, the vision changes, I am at a funeral and there is a picture of Callie above the coffin. I drop to my knees and let the tears fall. How could I not have protected her? 

Because your mind was on something else, my child. 

 I jump at the voice in my head and whip my head around, looking to see who said it. Suddenly, a beautiful woman is standing in front of me, wearing a white gown that is flowing around her. It's the Moon Goddess! 

I bow my head in shame and can't look her in the eyes. "Do you want this to be your future, my child? Do you want to lose everything? Your mate? Future Heirs? When does your hunger for power stop?"

 I slowly lift my head and ask, "What do I need to do? I can't lose her. I won't ever look at another she wolf again, I just don't want to lose her." 

The Moon Goddess gets on her knees in front of me and places her hands on either side of my face. "If you want to change the future, come with terms with your past, and focus your attention on the present." And with that, she is gone and I wake up in my bed, my sheets drenched in sweat. 

Callie

After Mason leaves, I turn the shower on and sit in the bottom, letting the hot water run over my body. Soon, tears are running down my face and my body is shaking, despite the scalding water. 

How did the Moon Goddess think that this was going to be a good match? I have waited for my mate my entire life! And he couldn't keep it in his pants? How many people know about this? Am I going to be a laughing stock for a queen because I decide to stay by his side?

 Eventually, I pull my body off of the floor and pull on pajamas before I crawl in between the satin soft sheets. I lay there, pondering how to play this, when I am pulled into sleep. 

I am in another meadow, and this time, instead of feeling afraid, I walk straight up to the Moon Goddess and bow before her. 

She places a hand on my shoulder and whispers, "Stand up, my child." 

I obediently stand and keep my gaze down. She puts her finger under my chin, forcing me to look at her. Tears pool in my eyes, and a sob breaks through. The Moon Goddess envelopes me in a hug, and it is the safest I have ever felt in my life. 

"I am so sorry my child, but this is not the hardest part of your journey. You must be strong though, follow through and reach your destiny, everything depends on it." I look at her with a tear stained face and sob, "Why me? Why don't I get a happily ever after? Why all this pain?"

 She looks at me with saddens eyes and says, "Because you were the only one strong enough to shoulder all of this." 

With that, I wake up from the dream and walk through the house to the master bedroom. I don't even get a chance to knock and the door opens and I am swiftly pulled inside. Mason has me pushed up against the wall and his teeth are on my neck. Oh Goddess, yes. 

Mason

After I wake up from the dream, I take a shower, trying to wash off the nightmare. I dry off and throw on a pair of gym shorts debating on going on a run or not. Suddenly, I feel Callie's presence. 

I walk quickly to the door and open it, pulling her inside. In my wave of lust, I push her up against the wall, pushing my teeth against her neck. She moans and I take that as an invitation to advance. 

I lift her skimpy night gown over her head and admire her naked body in the moonlight. She blushes and looks down, embarrassed at her nudity.

 I put my finger under her chin, forcing her to look at me, "Don't ever be ashamed of your body, do you understand me? You are beautiful and have the body of a Goddess herself, which I will spend the rest of my life worshiping. I will never look at another woman again, I promise you that." 

Tears start running down her face and I kiss them away, picking her up bridal style and carrying her to the bed. I lay her on her back, kissing her lips gently. She kisses me back, more fervently, and I grab her hair, pulling her head back. 

She moans and I take the opportunity to thrust my tongue in her mouth. Our tongues dance together erotically and she grinds her hips against mine shamelessly. I start kissing down her neck and stop at her breasts. She arches into my hands, pushing her hardened n*****s between my fingers. Thank you Goddess, for the second chance. 

Callie 

The scent of my arousal is in the air and is mingling with Mason's testosterone. I let him take charge, the Moon Goddess' words in the back of my head. If I can forgive him fully, I will trust him fully and the mating bond will be truly complete and I can bear his pups and the future heirs. 

He takes charge, pulling my night gown off and exposing me completely. I have never been naked intimately in front of a man other than Mason and that was only one time. 

I blush and look down, but Mason forces me to look at him and says, "Don't ever be ashamed of your body, do you understand me? You are beautiful and have the body of a Goddess herself, which I will spend the rest of my life worshiping. I will never look at another woman again, I promise you that." 

I cannot believe this, he is putting all his emotions out there and I can see that he is truly regretful of what he has done. He picks me up bridal style and lays me on the bed. I am quivering with both anticipation and need, he kisses me gently, but my arousal is too high, making me kiss him more roughly.

 He takes that as an invitation, and thrusts his tongue inside my mouth. I am new at this making out thing and I just let my body take over and our tongues dancing together turns me on so much, I can feel desire pooling on the bed underneath me. 

I begin thrusting my hips against Mason, needing some kind of friction against the heat in between my legs. He begins moving lower, and I impatiently thrust my breast in his hand. He pinches my n*****s, rolling them between his thumb and finger and I am about to burst.

 He stops playing with my n*****s and begins to move lower, nibbling my thighs, before stopping at my core. I open my legs shamelessly, exposing my peach to him. He licks me from bottom to top and I let go, releasing the dam that I was holding on to.

I am embarrassed and try to close my legs, but he puts a hand up, stopping me. He eyes meet mine and he has my desire, dripping off his chin. 

"Don't. You. Dare." 

I drop my legs back open immediately and let go of any shame or embarrassment I had. I have never experienced anything like what Mason makes me feel, both physically and emotionally. He keeps eating my peach until I orgasm again, coating his face with my juices. 

I throw an arm over my face, hiding my eyes from embarrassment. He hovers over me, kissing me and making me taste myself on his lips. It turns me on so much, I have wetness dripping down on the bed. He places the head of his member at my entrance, pushing in slowly, letting me get used to his size again before he starts really moving. 

I dig my nails into his back, leaving claw marks and making him roar. "You, little mate, are going to be very sore tomorrow." I open my legs up more, taking him deeper, and look him in the eyes, begging, "Please, Mason!"