The Prince's Abused Mate
The Prince’s Abused Mate – Chapter 6

Amara pov

My heart is pounding loudly I’m sure he can hear it.

” Prince- Ahyan what are you doing in here?” I stutter under his cold gaze, I’m shivering yet I feel warmth all over my body. The dragon prince is silent, his lips are pressed into a thin line and he extends his fingers to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. His fingers brush over my skin and I close my eyes in ecstasy, he’s so warm. He is trailing his fingers on my cheek gently.

His thumb rubs my lips and puts it in my mouth, involuntary I open my mouth and lick it, this whole thing is very sensual and makes me wet my pants, this is the first time we have interacted so closely with each other. His eyes are lingering on my lips even when he has removed his thumb.

My breath is erratic and he is coming closer and closer. I didn’t even realize that I was backing away until my body hit the wall. He inhales my neck like a junkie on drugs the leaves a light k**s there. Making a delightful chill run down my spine.

” Prin- nce- Ahyan,” I stutter, his gaze is holding me in place and I can feel the heat radiating from his body but suddenly he backs away slowly, he squints his eyes in confusion, wanting to speak but no words leave him, all he does is turn on his heel, leaving me there dumbfounded. What the f**k just happened?

Minutes later I go to class, it’s mathematics today and I hate myself for being late as I love the subject. Our teacher Mrs. Simar allows me in with a smile.

” Well, hello. Do I want to know why you’re late?”

I give a halfhearted smile and shake my head. She knows about the bullying I face and has punished and warned most of them but it only made it worse.

” Take your seat, Adamson,”

I sit in the first corner of the room as usual next to the window. I see a silhouette of someone watching me, they are standing in the dark so I can’t get a clear view of who it is. I squint my eyes and blink several times but suddenly, there is no one. I sigh, that was odd.

I get my book out of my bag pack and g***n when I realize I’m thirty minutes late, they have already started but hopefully, I will catch on.

I hear one of my classmates make a nasty comment about me f*****g someone in the bathroom.

” Yeah right, what an innocent w***e,” I roll my eyes, my torturers, Debra, and her minions share most classes with me and it’s not a joy.

” Miss Chien!” Our teacher scold.

I can hear the teacher speak about some theories but my mind has wandered to Ahyan. What happened in the bathroom was strange, he was acting so gentle towards me, his dark eyes had a kindness I’d never seen before as he took me in. Did he care? But why would he?

‘ I like the Prince,’ My wolf chirps.

‘You and I both,’

‘ Do you think he’ll ask you out?’ I snicker, never. He and I are so different, completely worlds apart.

I’m the girl no one associates, with low seem esteem, and always the first one to leave the school when class finishes while he is popular, rich, arrogant, powerful, and handsome. Crowds of people form wherever he goes and women throw themselves at his feet, I even heard one of his greek god friends f****d with our English teacher, and prince Ahyan did it with the art teacher in room c.

I erase all those thoughts from my head and his face plays in my head, I find myself smiling. Seriously I need to stop this but it’s hard, the only person that can make the attraction I feel towards the prince disappear is my mate but I haven’t found me, so I will have to live with it but I can’t wait to get my true love.

My wolf stirs within.

” Miss Adamson, miss Adamson,” I snap out of my thoughts to Mrs. Simar’s voice. I clear my mind and focus on her.

” Would you like to repeat demonstrate what I said,” I look at the blackboard behind her, there is an example and a new question, calculus, too easy. I go up front and write the answer step by step. I hand her back her maker. She goes through it and nods with a wide smile before saying

” Good but please pay attention,” I nod.

During recess, I rush out of class to meet my friend Happy, he’s gay and the most fun person to be around. I remember the day I met him, we were in detention together and a few boys started to bully me. He came to my defense even though they were bulkier and way taller as he is only 5’9 ft and most of the werewolf males are over 6’1 ft. We were both beaten to a pulp and we bonded over it later. Happy is the one person that knows that the Adamsons hurt me and he has stood up to him several times, and the twins had him fired at a restaurant he worked.

Happy and I have so many things in common, for starters we have no parents who care, his biological parents were killed in a car accident when he was just ten years old and he was taken from an orphanage to an orphanage since he didn’t have any other living relatives. His foster father overworked him and didn’t care for him, so when he turned fourteen, he ran away from home and started taking jobs so he can make money. He is good at swimming so they gave him a full scholarship here.

I run to the bleachers where we usually have lunch just us to avoid food thrown at us because happy will want to fight back and we’ll get into more trouble.

He is sitting on the bench, listening to music. I smile and sneak up from behind him. I tickle his waist, he yelps and gets up

” Mara!” He laughs removing his ear pods. I smile and wave

” Hi!”

Happy has shiny blonde hair, tan skin, a sharp jawline, and a handsome face with a lean fit body.

We sit back down and he crosses one leg over the other as we take in the sun, it rarely shines here as it is cold 70% of the time.

We are talking and eating crackers, he tells me that he has been talking to a mystery man on social media and that they have similar interests and they get along fairly well

” Show me a picture,” I insist, his face sours.

” I don’t have one, he refuses to FaceTime or sends me a picture,” he says.

” Maybe he’s ugly,” I tease.

” Doubt that, I can feel he’s hot, Mara, and I often fantasize about him,”

He is smiling. We laugh and chat about this mystery man when I remember

” What is his name, maybe we can search for him,”

“He doesn’t use his real name, his user name is mystery dude,” Happy signs in disappointment.

” So what’s up with you?” He is eyeing my sweatshirt but I refuse to meet his eyes.

” Nothing,” I murmur inspecting my fingers.

” Nothing? Nothing!” He exclaims, ” girl, you’re wearing a Balenciaga hoodie worth over 2000 dollars, no ma’am, it’s nothing!” He claps once.

” You’re kidding right?”

” No, so spill,”

I sigh and inform him what happened in the morning and my encounter with the prince. Happy is in deep thoughts.

” Hmm, that’s odd. He gave you this?” He asks with a scowl.

I nod and inhale the scent of his hoodie once more, smells like vanilla and cologne. My wolf like it a lot.

” Just stay away from him, he’s trouble,” He advises then asks.

” Hey, wanna go to a gig party with me tomorrow evening?” Happy turns to face me. I sigh and raise my finger to tuck a lonely strand of hair behind his ear, an image of the prince doing that earlier comes to mind and I smile, to answer Happy’s question.

” No,” I say solemnly. I get to my feet and pick up my bag.

” They will kill me if they realize I’ve left home, and I can’t even ask for permission because they won’t give it,”

I turn to walk away but my besty follows, he can be pretty persuasive when he wants to be.

” I’m the bartender and all the elite teens will be there, I’ll share my tips,” he says enthusiastically. He knows how much I need money to get by, the Adamsons may be rich but they don’t give me any money for my needs so I workaround, like helping out at the city hall on Sundays or babysitting which makes me extra cash but they stopped me, so these days, I work as a waitress at a famous restaurant not far from home after classes. I go there five days a week.

After Happy’s whining and pestering, I concede

” Fine, I’ll go with you. What time is the party anyway,”

” 10 pm!” He answers excitedly. I’m thinking of how to get out of the house and what clothes to wear.