The Lycan King's Long Lost Princess
The Lycan King’s Long Lost Princess Chapter 62

Mathew POV

I woke up this morning feeling something was going to happen. I brushed my teeth and showered, I shaved and decided today that I wouldn’t pull my hair into its usual bun.

I had a hangover but I had already visited the pack doctor who had a potion for it, and by the time I had finished the last drop, I was already feeling better.

Here lately I haven’t been feeling myself. When Mark got his mate I was a slight bit upset, cause I’m the only one who hasn’t found his mate. Now I’m constantly surrounded by couples drooling over each other and it just makes me want to drink.

I talked a little with Genevieve about it today, she seems to be the only one I feel comfortable talking about these things with. Not sure why, but I’m beginning to think it might be her gifts. Or the pull I feel to her. All she told me was I needed to be with Hunter and Mark when they go outside today, so that’s what I did.

When Hunter, Mark, and I all stepped outside to meet the girl they talked about.. The last thing I expected was for her to be my mate. She looked at me with low timid eyes and when I said mate.. she looked even more afraid.

I have been waiting my entire life to find my mate. Mates for Lycans are hard to come by since we only get one. I was surprised when I smelled the air only to find her to be human.

“You’re human?” I asked her. She looked around terrified before nodding her head.

“Come inside. You look like you would probably enjoy a nice hot meal, a shower, and clean clothes?” Hunter asked. She looked at him and you could smell the fear just pouring out of the poor girl.

“He won’t hurt you,” I said to her. I took a step closer to her and she immediately jumped back. I let out a sad sigh.

“Mate doesn’t want anything to do with us,” Robin whined. He’s been urging me to mark her, which I would never do unless she gave consent.

“Not yet. But she’s not going anywhere so we don’t need to worry. We will win her over.” I assured him.

“I hope so. We’ve waited so long.”

“Yes, we have. Our mate will be ours.”

Just then a very happy Genevieve burst out of the front door. I know it’s her by her smell, though it has changed quite a bit here recently. I wonder why.

“What’s going on guys?” She asks as she grabs Hunter’s hand. I flinch a little at the sight because I feel some sort of pull to her, but nothing compared to my mate. Especially with my mate, the pull has lessened.

“Oh nothing, just trying to convince Mathew’s little mate here we mean her no harm,” Mark said with a smile. I rolled my eyes and Genevieve looked at me with happiness in her hazel eyes.

“Your mate?” She asks. She looks directly at my little human and grins from ear to ear.

“Oh, my goddess. It’s about time. You’re going to love him! He’s the sweetest. Oh wait, you’re human?” Genevieve was shocked. She walked up to the girl and grabbed her hand, the girl looks at Gen with wide eyes. Genevieve jumps back and I see a sad look in her eye as she looks at me and I see a tear slip from her eye.

What just happened? Did something happen? Did Genevieve see something?

“Are you okay?” Hunter asked her with visible worry on his face.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Uh, it’s just.. never minds, not for me to talk about.” She says. She rubs the arm and shudders.

“Let’s get inside, it’s getting dark,” Hunter said.

“Thank you from bringing her Beta Rodney. We will have this mess sorted out. Tell Johnson I’ll keep in touch.” Hunter continued.

“Yes my king. Thank you. Have a good night.” The beta said. He hopped into his car and drove off.

We all walked inside and I followed dangerously behind my mate. Her incredibly beautiful long blonde hair, terrified blue eyes, skin, and bones, covered in scars.. a collar around her neck.. my little mate. She looks no better than Genevieve did when we found hers

“Riley show her to a room, please,” Hunter said to the little servant standing by the stairs silently.

“You take a shower, I’ll have one of the girls bring you some clothes. Dinner will be at 6. Don’t be late.” Hunter continued.

The girl looks around frantically before taking off after Riley.

“Well, she’s quite the talker,” Mark said.

“She looks like she’s a slave. I mean she’s wearing a collar.” I said.

“She is a slave. When I touched her.. I saw things. Things I went through and worse.” Genevieve said with a pitiful look on her face.

“Mate is no longer a slave. She’s ours, we’ll die for her freedom.” Robin growled.

“Not a single soul will touch a hair on her head, to take her from us without dying,” I said.

I look towards the stairs where my mate just left. I need to be with her. I need to feel her skin against mine, to be open with her completely. I need my other half. I need my mate.

There’s nothing worse than the longing for a mate who’s scared of you. There’s absolutely nothing you can do about it besides give the other person time. And frankly, I don’t know how long I can go without being with her. I’ve waited so long. So, so very long.

“I’m going to go find her,” I said. I hesitated slightly, fighting the urge to run up the stairs and sniff her out. No wonder Hunter was so weird when it came to being near Gen. The mate bond is no joke.

“She’s going to get cleaned up. Leave her be. My instincts tell me all will be okay, and to let her have her time until dinner. You can even sit with her.” Gen said. And she’d be completely right as usual. I need to leave her be.