The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya the Author novel Chapter 312

087 Griffin 

I have been trying to not feel so anxious, thinking Gerald was right about the fact that it just had to do with me being an Alpha. A royal Alpha at that but she had stopped texting me. She promised me she would let me know when she would leave to go to the party. Most of the time I would know where she was and she would send me messages to tell me she was going somewhere. When she got there it always was the same when she would go home. I knew she did it for me not because I wanted to keep track of her. I just wanted to make sure she was safe. I would worry if I did not hear from her and didn’t know where she was. 

Now for hours on end, she had been recording a voice message but it never got through. She had just suddenly stopped recording, and my messages no longer got through to her. I considered calling her parents but I felt bad. I have already made her feel like I didn’t trust her before and I would never make her feel like that again. 

Ayla had a habit of sending voice notes telling me she was too tired or lazy to type. So I tried to tell myself that there just was something wrong with her phone. But the idea of something having happened to her, the voice memo still recording while she was lying somewhere hurt, or in danger kept running through my mind. The only way for me to get rid of all that anxious pent–up energy was to go for a run. But if I were to do that I had to chance and it meant not being able to take my phone with me. So if she would finally reach out to me I would be unable to answer 

her. 

I found myself pacing up and down in the office until I broke down. I finally started calling her. But every time I did I got her voicemail right away. Still, I couldn’t bring myself to call her family. She was at home at her pack at least. Saying goodbye to her family. I would hate to interrupt that, not to mention the fact that I loved being so accepted by her family. 

Krystel wasn’t with her anymore she took Daniel on a romantic getaway since he wasn’t able to celebrate his eighteenth birthday due to all the war threats. And him having to run and leave his pack behind. Maybe she knew what the pack had planned for Ayla. As her friend, beta, and member of the family she was the best option I had without being a bother interrupting the party. 

“Hey Krys, it’s me I haven’t heard from Ayla all night I am a bit worried. But I don’t want to bother her do you know what they planned?” I read the text over and over again. 

That I wasn’t coming across as too pushy 

“Don’t worry she sent Dan, a voice her and her parents were just walking into the pack house” Krystel texted back. 

It settled my nerves a little bit, the chances of her getting hurt as she was walking from her home on pack ground to the pack house. With both of her parents was slim to nothing. Maybe she wanted to send me a voice. memo too, but she never sent it. That still felt a bit off but seeing as she was with both her parents that would be fine. I just had to wait for her to call me she was home, telling me what happened with her phone. It 

19.13% 

15:32 

087 Griffin 

288 Vouchers 

would be a long night because pack parties usually go on until daybreak. 

There was no need for me to stay in the office, all the work I had to do was done. All I am doing now is worrying about Ayla. So I am not getting any extra work done and I need a bit of a distraction to keep myself from going crazy. With that, I lock my office and go to my personal chambers. As I walk out I see the door with the bright red bow on it across from my office. In less than twenty–four hours I will see the surprise on her face when she opens the door. I drift closer to the door, wanting to look around in the office I made for her hoping it will make me feel a little more at ease. But when I step closer I see the bow is ripped. And the card I attached to the bow that used to read Ayla now. reads “slut” 

This is too much for me, I have a very good idea of whose done this. I want to kill her with my bare hands. Deep down I know I cannot do that, so I mindlink my parents silently praying to the MoonGoddess that they are still awake. 

“Mom, Dad, can you please meet me in front of Ayla’s office it’s urgent, I ask them and if they are still awake I am sure they can sense the anger in my voice. 

“Give us five minutes, honey and we will be there” Mom’s voice fills my head immediately. 

By the time they get here well within five minutes, I have read the card. It’s full of filth about Ayla not being worthy to be here. And I am livid, 

38.06% 

15:32 

Just like I did before, I know he had the same suspicions as I had. Smelling Cynthia’s scent all over it is as much proof to him as it was to me. He mindlinks someone and then tells Mom and me to go to the meeting room. The same one where we have meetings if there’s more than one wolf involved just because our offices do not have enough space. By the time we get there, two guards are already waiting for us. 

It’s not long before the guards return, Sam has the decency to look scared out of his mind. Cynthia on the other hand, looks bored like this whole ordeal is bothering her.