I was still reeling at the discovery that Blake and I was a possibility in the future; with everything happening I couldn't help but feel as if Blake was a rebound because of Gabriel.

But fates or destiny or whatever put us as soulmates, something that as much as you want it to not grow, continued to do so. Rejection was a cruel thing but not giving it a chance was even worse. Not all soulmates have a happy ending, some end with domestic violence, one of them dies, or the other cannot handle that the universe decided for two strangers to be together. 

Without pain there is no gain.

I couldn't help but stare at Blake as he slept next to me; his slow breathes, his golden eyes covered with his eyelids. I stared hard wondering what the hell have I gotten myself into; but then I remmebered the love that Arlo and Emma had. How he would do anything for her without an once of hesitation, he would flutter her heart every time he would enter the room. 

I wanted that too

"You know taking a picture is way better then staring me into oblivion right?" a husky voice said and i quickly adverted my eyes and looked at Blakes sleepy eyes awakening. 

"Hush wolfie" I said as I crossed my arms and stared at the man who not long ago came here hating me and in pain from getting hurt, 

He smirked and pulled me into his arms and hugged me hard. I stiffened at the affection and slowly relaxed, I wanted to smell him and boy did he smell like spicebomb from vitor and rolf. 

"EWW you need a shower; you smell badd" i lied as I tried to get out of his arms, trying to not fall for this man too fast, but as time went on I couldn't help but admire the man.

"ah witchy witchy, why are you a liarrrrr" he said as he held me tight and i stopped and looked up at him with a small glare at the nickname.

I started making coffee, although I did not  like it, it seemed the right time to. 

"Are you expecting someone?" blake asked as my door rang out, I nodded and he went to open the door with me following him.

There stood at least three people, glancing between Blake and I.

"And this is?" Greyson asked as he entered my apartment for the second time, his eyes searching or looking at the room again and again.

"Blake, my mate" I responded as I took his hand into my own; if I was going to want the mating to work or give it a chance I needed to trust Blake.

Greyson stared hard at Blake and signed deeply, "Very well, we have come to give you the results."

"What results?" asked a confused Blake as we all sat in the living room, I couldn't help but not want to be anything than my normal self, my identity and everything could very well perish before I could even try to get it back.

"Lilian Winchester, you are the lost born from the fourth seat of royalty." Greyson read out and I couldn't believe my ears. I didn't want to become a "princess".

"What does that mean?" Blake and I blurted out at the same time, as I tried to process where this was going.

"Basically, Lilian is a princes. Meaning that she'll have duties like her siblings and cousins and parents. Although, we should fix the problem with your step-brother before we could even begin anything." Greyson stated, but then looked at me closely." However, we were told to keep you safe, and while your mate is werewolf, we are required to keep you safe as well."

"Does Gabriel know?" I asked, Blake's fingers tighten mine slightly with a slight rumble. 

"No, and it will remain between us all. He is not your mate and from what I gathered the last time we were here. He was not welcomed."

"Good, now what the hell are we going to do with Arlo and Issak?" I asked, I couldn't think about being a princess, not at the moment at least. One problem at a time was enough for me, and with my mate by myside I was hoping for a miracle to happen.

Greyson looked at me with dark eyes, " Kill them."

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