Mated To The King Of Supreme Alphas

Chapter 13

Lyla's POV

I must have fallen asleep in the car, because the bulky guy woke me up. The car was parked some houses away from the whitlocks.

I got out of the car without a word and walked home.

I was nursing a slight headache and there is this spot, by my hairline just behind my left earlobe, that was itching like crazy.

i used the sharp tip of a pen to soothe the itch, but when i looked in the mirror in the bathroom it had angry red welts...i shuddered at the sight , as i realised i almost drew blood.

I finished my business in the bathroom and went into the kitchen to help the chef get lunch ready and prep for dinner.

I know am in denial, but its impossible for me to be mated to the crown prince, and i promised myself i would kill him if i turn out to be his chosen mate.

After completing my chores for the night and cleaning up the kitchen, i dragged myself to bed at almost midnight, glad that most of the guests will be leaving after breakfast tommorrow.

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I was up early the next day and prepared breakfast of Bannana coconut french toast , eggs, bacon, pancakes, oats and loads of garlic butter lamb chops with coffee, hot chocolate and orange juice.

My head was pounding on and off, as i cleared and cleaned the kitchen,the itching had stopped sometime in the night,becuase i didnt feel it when i woke up and that spot on my skin, near my hairline, no longer had welts.

i had been thinking hard all morning totally zoning in and out of my thoughts.

I felt the sparks before he marked me, but what does that mean?

What if, he is truly my mate?

if he is then what did he do, to make the goddesses punish him by making me his mate?, And why he f**k did his arrogant a*s mark me without asking?, what happened to gaille, i didnt get to see and talk to her again, where was Trey?

Do i tell my uncle and his mate that i will be relocating to the palace or not?

How do i explain his mark on my neck to them, it will show before i leave, and i have avoided going anywhere near them this morning by setting up everything for breakfast before they settled down to eat.

I know that my racing thoughts and anxiety are making my headache turned migraine worse, but i keep replaying everything from yesterday in my head, why was i so mute, why coulndt i speak up, fight him or even argue with him...is it becuase unconsciously i wanted to be claimed by him?

i canot deny my crazy infatuation, and crush on the prince, but reality was a whole other world... and i dont think i am ready for the life of a princess, then a queen, to rule at his side.... i am scared out of my mind by the kind of responsibility that comes with such a title.

But the biggest question is why me?

Did all my prayers to the godesses get through? but i wasnt serious about the ones involving the prince,i was mostly serious about the need for a wolf....

There was a knock on the kitchen door, bringing me out of my deep thoughts and when i opened it, bulky guy was standing there.

i quickly stepped outside closing the dor behind me, "what are you doing here?" i whispered loudly..then blinked several times when i noticed he wasnt alone..

"your highness, this is micheal he drove us here yesterday we are both on your detail, and that is Clara your royal assistant". he said nodding at the tall attractive woman in a sleek pant suit with green eyes and brown hair.

she tried to curtsy and i stopped her instantly, none of that for now, i told her politely.

your name? i asked bulky guy

"Hewitt" he replied.

"Is there anything i can do or anyway i can convince you all to go back to your daily lives and forget i ever existed and just leave me alone?"

They all nodded in the negative, while avoiding my eyes...i sighed sadly, and thought to myself, at least it was worth a try.

Hewitt handed me a tiny bottle with some dark liquid ,while explaining that the prince sent it for my migraine.

Thank godess, i muttered in relief as i downed the contents of the bottled in one go, yuck i said with a shiver, it tasted like minty fresh horsepee.

Thanks, i need to go speak with my guardian and then i will let you know when we can leave, i said with a resigned tone.

Aunt helen stared at me while uncle Fred was reading a book, as i approached them in the family room.

"Lyla....." she called in an uncertain tone, "why is your scent different?"

she sucked a sharp breath and gasped, "why is there a strong aura radiating from you?"

Uncle fred dropped his book and stared at me patiently analysing, a panicked look crossed his face, but he quickly schooled his face into a serious expression.

"Lyla .....thanks for breakfast, is there something you'll like to tell us?" he asked

I found my mate, he works in the palace and i'll be moving out to join him today.....i bluttered out in a rush.

Aunt helen had a suprised look on her face which quickly changed to a hateful glare.

"fine, you are free to go" she muttered grudgingly.

" Thats good Lyla, i will need to see him and speak with him sometime, if thats alright with you"uncle fred said.

its alright, i replied and rushed into my room.

my phone buzzed..with a text message

"Hey ,this is Clara, can i come in ?

i need to help you pack

and get ready. "

I quickly sent her a reply.

"Ofcourse....but later,

cause' i wont be leaving till 8pm".

I smiled just realising that my Migraine has been reduced to a dull ache.

I finally let Clara in just before 4pm, no offense meant,but the woman is an unrelenting bug...

she just kept on plying me with messages and calls , emojis and gifs...

i shook my head slightly and chuckled,as i showed her to my room...she froze as she walked in...i shrugged and walked past her into the tiny space called my room.

"so...Clara what exactly does a royal assistant do?"i asked with a raised eyebrow.

"princess....just before i answer that, are these all your things ?"she asked staring oddly at the old travel bags piled on each other.

I smile and nod at her ...

"we would be taking just the one ontop the pile, it has all i need , most of the clothes in the others arent useful so we have to dispose of them.

she nods and smiles at me politely then starts frenzy typing on her phone.

"so to answer your question.. princess"she started but i cut her off, "Lyla....i said , thats my name dont call me anything else until i say so" i said staring at her warily and she reluctantly agreed.

she plopped down on the bed beside me as she explained her role to me.

"being a royal assistant means you are serving the ruler's mate,who could be a Lady or a man. Royal assistants are chosen from childhood, and trained all our lives for when the time is right. we assist our charge with everything and anything except hurting their mate or pups. In the human world they are called personal assistants, but there are glaring differences, one is they are not trained all their lives."

She sighs heavily then continues,"so my first order of business, is to ensure some clothes have been made avalable for your first week at the palace...and before you object,there some basic things you need to know,every royal gets a full new set of clothes, which is changed every two years. Also, since you were chosen for the prince by the godesses, i already know somethings about you, that should occur naturally."

"Like what?" i instantly asked her from my sitting position on the bed.

The migraine you had earlier,was becuase he marked you, as the prince's mate you would get some, and in some cases all supernatural abilities the prince has. you share each others abilities."

i scoffed and told her how human i am, she just shrugged and said i would notice other abilities different from the princes.

We talked and talked,getting to know each other, she even helped me make dinner.

She has three pups and her mate is a Lead investigator, with the Department for invetigations.