The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya the Author
The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya Chapter 130

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She’s all about you, she’s never interested in Prince Griffin, you know that as much as I do. Your father forced the two of you, so I never understood why you…” The shouting stopped just as I sl*pped into the warm bath.

I was ashamed of how murky the water was getting, but I needed to hear all of this, so I didn’t dare to rinse off. Not that it helped because David had obviously used his Alpha command again. There was no way Jason would stop shouting mid-rant. Followed by a soft “Yes Alpha” before he got out to get us pizza. At this point, I was wondering if Jason would be joining us for our movie night. Not that I would be too bothered with it. It might even be a barrier to make sure David wouldn’t take advantage of me again.

It was just weird because it had always seemed like David and Jason were close, too. And when David was not spending time with me and Jessa, he would spend time with Jason. We lived in the same pack and were all about the same age. But we never did anything together. Not that I wanted to at the time, even before the abuse started, Hannah and I had never seen eye to eye. And even if Jason did not seem to be too fond of her friends. As siblings, they were close, so hanging out with Hannah’s brother never appealed to me and Jessa much.

But thinking about it now would not help me get anything done. And it would be best to get out of the tub and rinse off now that I still had a little energy left. Because, no matter, how much I disliked the idea of having a movie night with David. Getting two meals in one day had turned into a luxury I could no longer refuse. Especially not since I felt like I had minor flu, I could instinctively tell it was Griffin’s illness I was feeling. I longed to be there with him, caring for him and nursing him back to health, but I knew I could not. And with that, I decided all

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I could do to make him feel better was to be sure I was feeling the best that I could. If I could feel him being sick, he would feel all my pain too. I know it would make home worry even more. So tonight I would be extra careful not to anger David to avoid getting beaten up again.

Something that was probably for the best regardless of how Griffin was feeling. Time away from the Blood Moon pack had healed ninety percent of my scars. It also made my b*dy capable of fighting off injuries again. Not that I had gotten into any major ones anymore. Not before the night I got kidnapped, but now after being so close to losing Willow. Not being able to shift for weeks on end. Combined with all the abuse, and the lack of food. My b*dy was starting to stop healing itself again. To my horror, this time it didn’t even sear. Some of the wounds still hadn’t closed yet. And I had bruises still visible th should have healed a long time ago, even on a normal human b*dy.

I was close to giving in on the physical front, and a lot of days, I was close to giving in on the men tal side as well. I was so done with what my life had turned into. But on days I was at my lowest, Willow still managed to talk to me. Like she was saving all her strength for the moments of dire need. The moments where I required her most without even realizing I required her. In those moments, she would remind me how Griffin would feel if he would replace me when he was too late. How he would feel if he found me dead? And every time Willow reminded me of Griffin, I pushed true. It all gave me a push to fight a little longer.

Holding on men tally meant I needed to take the best care I could take of my physical b*dy. Even if it meant cating David’s favorite overly greasy pizza and watching a movie he loved, sharing a blanket because he wanted to. Still, I kept as much distance as possible, no matter how much it annoyed him. He lashed out by telling me he was taking a nap, and I was not allowed to take one in the bed with him. I needed a nap too because I still was very low on energy. But the washer-dryer was done. So I remade my still-warm nest and curled up in it, the health of

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the freshly dried blankets lulling me into another deep sleep.

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I woke up before, David, and Jason would be back with dinner soon. He would have to wake up David. So I crawled over to the laundry basket, pulled it close, and started folding it. Jason walked in to wake David when I was almost done.

“How, does he have she-wolves falling at his feet, waiting on his hand and fect” Jason scoffed as soon as he saw me.

“Trust me, I would much rather be at home with my true mate. Sadly, here I need to fold the laundry of the man who is ruining my life. To get fed” I snap back at him.

For a second he looks at me with a bit of pity, but his face hardens. again soon. He seems to be just as annoyed with David as he is with me. Not that I can blame him, as an Alpha you need to take care of your pack and lead it. To an extent, that means that you will have staff to do simpler tasks for you. Tasks like cleaning, and cooking. Not being woken up from all of your naps. Hell, most Alpha’s I know do not have the time to nap.

Now Jason has to wake up, the man who refuses to make his sister happy. After he has been acting like he would make her happy. I wonder if Jason ever truly saw David as his friend because it would be better for me if he did not. It would be easier to get him to help me. He is hard to get a read on, though.

“Seeing as you did more laundry, you can have dinner with me at the dinner table,” David tells me as he walks past me. Chain in hand, like I am some kind of rabid dog he needs to take care of. Again, I cannot comment on what he is doing yet again. Griffin seems to be doing a little better, but I’m still not willing to risk causing him any more harm.

Dinner is a greasy takeout meal again, and this time I cannot help doubling over in pain. For some reason, this annoys David.

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“Why are you acting like such a little bi tch, you know men don’t cook, so take out it is” He growls at me.

“I-I-I’m sorry David, since you punished me I get a stomach cramp every time I eat something” I stutter not out of fear but because my stomach keeps cramping up.

“Or you might be carrying my pup since we made love that same night,” David remarked gleefully.

I shuddered at the thought that David called raping me, making love. I was sure it wasn’t because I was pregnant. Not only that, but I knew it was because my stomach hadn’t handled food for such a long time. And now eating so much food, and such fatty foods, was just too much. And Hannah gave me the injection from stopping me to conceive, with the circumstances of the rape making the chance of a pregnancy unlikely, to begin with. But I couldn’t tell David any of that.

“I am sure is not pregnant, and I can tell you why” Jason’s statement felt like someone pouring a bucket of ice over me.

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