Lycan Prince Matteo novel Chapter 20

Third Person

"Hmmm.." Freya moaned as she squeezed herself into Matteo, who was now smiling widely. He was woken up by her constant caresses on his chest, and he couldn't help but have a hard-on. He held on to her hand and stopped her from what she was doing because he didn't know how long he was able to control his beast. He wanted their mate so badly, but he didn't want to make her mad at him even more if he insisted on mating and marking her.

As Freya couldn't move, she gently opened her eyes and found Matteo looking down at her. She tried to recall why he was beside her and remembered that she was sleeping alone. Her anger rose, and she glared at him, but he just ignored it. "Good morning, mate," he said before he claimed her mouth and kissed her. She was gasping for air when he left her mouth.

"We didn't eat dinner last night. You sleep like a baby, and I felt a little tired too, so I decided to sleep with you." Matteo said, "This is the first time that I slept peacefully." He added,

Freya wanted to believe him because she was too, but the thought that he was not marking and claiming her bothered her so much. He wasn't telling her whether they would announce to everyone that she was his mate. "I'll clean up first; the King invited us for breakfast," he told her. He got up from bed and went straight to the bathroom. She roamed her eyes around the room and was amazed at how beautiful and royal it was.

Modern royal, to be exact. She thought that after living for almost a hundred years, his room would look like some old and classic royal room. But it turned out that he is very modern, and everything screams technology. A four-poster bed for a king and queen and even princes and princesses was no longer fashionable, and he was very manly as well. The room was like a billionaire's room in a TV series that she happened to watch out of boredom.

She didn't know how long she had been admiring the entire room and just heard the bathroom door open, so she looked that way. Her eyes widened when she saw Matteo come out with only a towel wrapped around his waist as drops of water slid down his body. 'Geez.. he looks so delicious,' she thought, and her eyes widened even more when she realized what she was thinking.

"Eherm," Matteo said, clearing his throat, and when she looked at him, she found him grinning from ear to ear. Out of shyness, her face turns red, and she gets up from bed to go to the bathroom, not minding his eyes that follow her every movement. After she passed him, she sped up and locked the door as soon as she got in. She stayed inside for almost an hour because she forgot to bring a towel with her.

Then she heard a knock and looked at the door. "You forgot the towel," she heard Matteo say, so she slightly opened the door, just enough for her hands to fit in and get the towel from him. She wiped herself dry and went out of the bathroom after wrapping herself in the towel. "I know that my bathroom is amazing, so I thought that you would be staying there for good," he commented as he saw her.

Matteo was already dressed and was only waiting for Freya to finish, but he wondered why she was taking so long to take a bath. Then he realized that she had not brought a towel with her, so he thought that she was too shy to come out and ask him to get a towel for her. He was right, though. "Your clothes are in the walk-in closet," he said, leading her.

"This is just a walk-in closet?" she asked. It was bigger than a normal room. Even bigger than hers, she thought that the palace was really rich.

"Yes," he replied, pointing out a closet and finding her clothes hanging there.

"It's just breakfast, so I could wear just anything, right?" she asked.

"You're very shy too." He added, "Anyway, I want you to meet James, the future gamma, who will be the one who will be looking after you from now on. And Ronaldo, the royal financial advisor." She nodded her head and gave them an uneasy smile. She looked at Matteo and found him eating quietly, never glancing at her.

"I can see that the prince has not marked you yet," Ronaldo said and then looked at Matteo, who was now looking at him with a stoic face as if telling him to shut his mouth. But the royal financial advisor ignored it and continued talking. "Is it because of the mate you're talking about nine years ago?"

"Ronaldo!" the king said, full of authority.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness; I didn't know that she was not allowed to know about it. I just thought that they were very in love with each other, so things like that shouldn't bother the princess," he replied.

Freya looked at Matteo, who was now glaring at the royal financial advisor. "Don't think about it, dear," the king said, trying to take off the very visible worry on her face. Matteo looked at her, but she just had her head down and continued eating.

'Fu****g Ronaldo.' Matteo thought.