Love and Chaos Series
His Forbidden Mate Chapter 25

I have never felt as agitated on a full moon as I was today. There was so much to consider and throughout the day, I wondered if accepting Edward's offer to shift together was the right decision.

When I returned to the parlour, I did not resume my role as the motivator for the biggest spender. A part of me felt happy that it was no longer my sole responsibility. My girls did it now and made it even better than I ever did, and it made my heart swell with pride. However, once in a while, I took the stage and danced on the pole. The night we would tag a treat to the visitors and on those days, the sensual hall would receive a massive turnout. It made me feel powerful and in control, even though it was only for a while. I've been up there twice and the second time I climbed the stage, which was yesterday, I saw the prince in the hall, watching me like the rest of the men seated.

There was nothing he hadn't seen before, yet he stared at me with awe. He didn't look completely lost like the others in the hall, but there was a desire in his eyes and the flames of it flared in his eyes.

It made me nervous because he still affected me. The memories of us together burnt in my head as fresh as ever and I wanted him to pin my hands over my head and f**k me till I cried out. I wanted him in charge of my body, just like he was then. I would still dance on the pole and I know the prince would make it a duty to be in attendance.

His desires for me, despite being unexplainable, didn't bother me much. We were surrounded and, as much as dancing sensually was concerned, I was in control. Shifting on the full moon with him could rid me of my control, and it bothered me.

To say I'm anxious was an understatement. I could see myself trembling and my wolf struggled to take over. The shift would begin in less than an hour and the prince gave me his words to be here before it started. So, I counted down the hours that led to the shift and with every moment that passed by, my uneasiness grew. Same with the many questions in my head.

What if I made a mistake? Shifting showing vulnerability no matter the emotion was a hard thing to do, shifting showing vulnerability while alone was even harder? Yet would that not be better?

I shifted alone for three years before I began shifting with Rue and I can still do it.

I paced around as the time drew closer and I prepared myself to not only shift alone but to shift displaying vulnerability.

My heart picked up its beat, knowing what lay ahead of my long shift.

"You will be fine, like always. You've got yourself and you can do this."

A small knock came on my door and I hurried my legs over to open it. Before me stood the prince with his usual charming smile, and I let out a sigh of relief, even though my heart raced at the sight of him.

He wore a long black robe and a white long sleeve inn. He had a pair of trousers matching his robe. Anyone who didn't know him would take him as a commoner, and I knew that was what he wanted when he went for these clothes. He achieved his goals but looked amazing in them. I was in a simple orange dress, reaching my knees and my hair I let fall over my shoulders.

"I thought you changed your mind," I said, widening the door to let him in for the first time.

This wasn't his first time at my house, but this was my first time letting him in.

"Why would I do that?" he raised a brow.

She shrugged, "Because you're the prince and you can do whatever you want and things come easy to you."

"If only that was true, then I would have you in my bed screaming my name all day, every day."

His words painted a picture in my head, and I swallowed nervously and looked away from him, my cheeks burning. The evidence of his words and their effect coated the space between my legs. This was also what I wanted, to be dominated by him like before, but my better sense has kept me off. I knew he could smell me and know what was happening to me; what he was doing to me.

During the full moon, the individual ability becomes thrice as heightened as before and that included hearing, sight and smell. The smell drove mates wild for themselves. I witnessed it with my former pack. I saw how wild werewolves got during the full moon in the presence of their mate or anyone who showed interest.

With the way he stared at me; I knew he could smell me. So either he was the master of much control or didn't want me anymore.

He still wants me, so the former had to be the case.

This wasn't the discussion we should have on the full moon. These weren't the thought I should have before my shift begins.

"I doubt that is true, my prince."

"It is, and you know it is, too. But I came because I made you a promise and the last thing I would do to you would be to leave you halfway, whether in bed or anywhere else."

I didn't want to read any other meaning to his word, but having his lustful eyes flicker over me endlessly made it hard to not think about the other meaning his words could have. He was right. He had never left me halfway, and I hope he never would.

"I don't think I'd consider getting into bed with you ever again."

"You will. I can smell you and your want for me is just as much as my want for you, if not more."

I shrugged casually, despite how I truly felt. "If you say so."

"I know so." He replied with the utmost certainty.

"The full moon is already set." I changed the subject, heading towards the door before I'd do something crazy like kiss him and mate him throughout our shift. That would be insane. Insanely hot.