Fated mates

Fated Mates

Aria's P O V

I heard from some maids that Prince Damon is currently out of the country, he hasn't been around for a week. I'm surprised, how on earth wasn't I aware of this?

Well, I can calmly clean the west wing side since the old madam refused to change my post. She insisted that I keep cleaning there, even though the workload was too much for me.

I think I'll try my best to make everything clean now that he is not around. My mind is at peace, at least Evil Betty knows that I can't see him.

I happily started cleaning the west wing, humming a song to myself as I cleaned. I'll be going to my parent's house to see them again with Marcus.

My mind and heart feel at peace now, maybe I've been feeling the way I've been feeling because it's been a long time since I saw my parents last. Now that I saw them tomorrow, I no longer feel like a part of me is missing.

I continued cleaning and after cleaning the hallway and his office, I went to his room to continue my cleaning.

I closed the door and started mopping the floor but stopped when I heard a sound coming from the door.

I went closer to the door and listened but didn't hear a thing. I continued cleaning and after some time heard a sound come from there again.

I dropped the mopping stick and went closer to the door, I touched the door, and it gave way.

Then I saw a shadow and his face popped out

A scream escaped my throat at once as I fell and hit my butt hard on the hard floor.

What? What is he doing here? Is he not supposed to be out of the country?

He kept staring at me, looking speechless.

I got on my knees after recovering from the shock I felt.

“Your Highness, I… I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here. I thought you traveled out of the country.” I quickly say.

When he didn't reply, I got up and ran to the cleaning pieces of equipment, then carried them and started moving to the door.

I need to get out of here. What if evil Betty comes in to see me with him? She has already warned me of something like this. Oh, shit. I got to the door and started pushing it to open, but it refused to open.

What? The door was opening fine just a moment ago. What is happening? I notice a shadow and turn to see him coming closer to me.

Oh no, I should get out before he comes closer.

I kept on pushing and turning the doorknob in an attempt to open the door and run out, but it seems like the door has a mind of its own.

“What are you doing?” He snorted.

I quickly left the door and climbed down the small stairs, I stood before him with my head hanging low.

Don't stare at him. Evil Betty might find out.

“I'm… I'm setting out to give you space, my prince,” I answered.

“Are you done cleaning?” He questioned.

“No…no, but I just thought to give you space…until you are done dressing,” I explained.

Like damn, he is only putting on shorts. No shirt, no nothing.

I'm holding myself from drooling over his body, I'm not looking at him, but I know how hot he is right now.

I gulped at the thought of staring at his naked chest.

“You- I guess you forgot I can hear your thoughts if we are standing close.” He reminded me.

My eyes widened, and I immediately went down on my knees. He'll surely kill me, I'm going to die.

Why on earth did I ever think dirty of the royal prince? Why? I closed my eyes, ready to receive any judgment that he'll pass.

I waited for a long time, but what I felt instead was not what I expected. I felt a cold hand on my face, more like caressing my cheek.

I opened my eyes to see his hand on my cheek. I flinched backwards and away from him.

What on moon goddess name is he doing? Is this his way of torturing me before finally killing me? If yes, I prefer dying without the torment.

“Stand up.” He ordered, his voice came out soft when tho it was an order.

I slowly stood on my feet, my eyes fixed on the floor and my heart pounding seriously.

“Take a seat.” He instructed and started going back to the closet.

I dragged myself to a sofa and sat down, feeling scared. I feel scared of this Alpha.

He wore a shirt and trousers before coming out of the closet again. Then he took a seat in front of me.

My eyes remained fixed on the floor, but I felt him staring at me.

“I want to ask, have you ever lost your memories?”

Why is he asking me that? I lost my memories when I was sick. My early childhood memory.

“Yes," I bobbed my head.

A minute silence followed my answer.

“Do you know what a true mate is?” He asked again.

A true mate? I've heard of it, but I don't know much about it.

“No, I don't, your Highness.” I shook my head.

Another one-minute silence followed my reply.

“Well, then, do you want me to explain what a true mate is?” My eyes widened at the unexpected question.

I don't know what he is attempting to do, but if he is going to kill me for the mistake I made, he should do it already. He should stop making me feel this way. He is torturing me like this.

“Your- Highness- I whispered, called.

I don't know what to say to him.

“Okay, I'll take that as a go-ahead. A true or fated mate is the one with whom the moon goddess has joined you. There are numerous rumors about what happens to people that get separated from their true mate.

Once your mate dies, if you are not strong enough. You'll die from depression, loneliness, heartbreak, from overthinking.” He paused again to look at me.

I'm not staring directly at him, but I can understand his every gesture.

“There are also signs you'll notice when you find your true mate. Firstly is a scent, if you happen to be in the same building with your mate or close to your mate, his, or her scent will draw you closer to the person. The scent is said to be intoxicating, one's mate scent is always the best.

The scent will fill your whole body and soul. It won't leave your mind. Rumors say, when one is sad, inhaling your mate's scent can give you happiness, excess joy.” He paused again to stare at me.

I gulped down hard, absorbing all that he was saying. I have to understand it, even if I don't want to. He is the prince and I am the maid.

But this topic sure sounds interesting.

“The scent can also make you calm down when you are furious. Another sign you notice once you find your mate is her beauty, your mate will become the most beautiful wolf you have ever seen. Even your wolf, your inner beast, will be so eager to mark your mate.”

Really? I asked but kept quiet.

“Yes, it's true.” He looked at me and said, then he continued.

“When you meet your mate for the first time, your wolf will be so eager to see his or her partner. The feeling you get is nothing but happiness.

The feeling of being in love with your mate, even with his or her imperfection. You'll feel happy knowing that the one person that will love you even in death is standing before you.”

I felt something tug at my chest after those words.

Why? Why is he saying these things to me? And why is my heart behaving funny immediately?

“But what happens when you see your mate but don't feel any of these emotions?” He spoke up again.

My heart skipped a beat again.

I will not want that.

“What will you do to make sure that you and your mate feel those emotions for each other? What will you sacrifice for that to happen?”

Now my heart was beating faster. My breathing was harsh.

“What will you do when you discover that someone or some people had purposely made sure you and your mate feel nothing for each other?”

I'll kill them. Hell, I'm not strong enough, but I will. I want to avoid getting abandoned by someone that will love me even in death. Not so many people love me, I surely need my mate's love. I thought to myself.

“And what if the people responsible for that are those you consider family? Those you love and hold to heart dearly? What if…”

“Your Highness, I suddenly stood up.” I can't listen to this anymore. My heart feels like it's about to come out of my chest. I don't feel normal.

My body keeps turning cold and hot.

I don't understand anything.

He looked up at me from where he sat and our eyes locked. I peeled my eyes from him before talking.

“I'm… I'm sorry, but I want to use the restroom. I don't feel well, I feel sick. Please let me go.” I pleaded.

I don't think I can continue staying in the same space with him. I still don't understand what I'm feeling now, but these feelings don't feel right at all.

I need to go. I need to run far away from here, from him, to regain my sanity.

“You can go.” He conceded, and I ran to the cleaning pieces of equipment, I packed all of them and ran out through the door. The door easily gave way this time.

I dropped everything and ran to my room.

My body feels hot, everything in me feels hot now. I need to take a shower.

I pulled off my clothes and stood under the shower, but the water did not help in calming me down.

Furthermore, I put on my clothes and checked the time to see that it was already going to 2 pm. I ran to the garden and waited under a tree for Marcus. When he came, I begged him to take me out.

He stared at me with confusion but took me out anyway. I left him and started running in the woods, but I noticed he followed me.

I kept running, running like I never ran, and soon I was standing in front of my parent's house.

What is he saying? Is he indirectly telling me that my parents are preventing me from having what I should have?

I don't understand anymore. I feel like I'm going crazy now.

“Hey!” I felt someone's touch, but grabbed his hand and threw him far away.

He hit his back hard against a tree and fell before coughing out blood. But instead of going to him and apologizing, I took to my heels again and ran towards the direction I had never gone to before.

My body started changing as I ran, I noticed I grew taller, I grew claws and fangs. My body size became twice the normal size. My body became hairier.

I ran four times the speed I ran before.

I got to the middle of the woods and let out a loud growl, a growl that shook the surrounding trees.

What is happening to me? I don't understand.

I ran to the trees and started uprooting them one after the other, I don't know how possible it is that I can uproot a 100-year-old tree then lift them before throwing them away.

I can tell that I'm a mess now. I'm a serious mess.

Who will help me? Who will save me from all these? These emotions, these overwhelming feelings.

Who will save me from them? Just then I felt something hit the back of my neck, I passed out the next second.

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Please ignore some of my wordings.

But what do you think is happening to Aria?