Lycan Prince Matteo

“Baby, wake up.” She opened her eyes and hugged me while crying. I was about to go to sleep and thought she would not have her dream this time, but before I closed my eyes, she started screaming. I got up and tried to listen to everything she said, but I couldn’t understand anything. I couldn’t bear to see her like that, so I decided to wake her up. “Shhh, I’m here, baby,” I said as I gently stroked her back, and she continued crying.

“I saw it,” she said. “I saw a Lycan kill my parents.” She added and cried, squeezing herself into me. My heart broke seeing her like this. Whoever did that to her parents will die at my hands. Ever since she had a dream but couldn’t remember anything after waking up, I always prayed that the next time it happened, she would. But now, I regret it. She was vulnerable, like a child who couldn’t help but weep.

“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t know your dream was like that. I’m here, always.” I told her, and she nodded her head. “We will find out who it was that killed your parents and your entire pack.” She let go of my embrace and then turned to look at me. “I promise you,” I added.

“The child I was seeing here in the palace was me.” I already knew that, so I nodded my head. “You know?” She asked, confused.

“Remember that I smelled my mate nine years ago?” I asked, and she nodded. “That’s exactly your scent. So when your adoptive parents told me and Dad about you being from the Howlers Pack, I already had an idea.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She added, confused.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I didn’t want you to pressure yourself to remember everything. And I had a feeling that the one behind your pack’s slaughter was in the palace. I tried not to expose who you were and risk your life.” I explained.

“What are we going to do?”

“Dad believes that the one behind this didn’t want me to find you or, in general, find my mate. If he just killed you, it would be very obvious, so I think he included the entire pack to hide the true reason for their crime.”

“Who could it be? Who would want you not to find your mate when the palace is sure to be stronger when you’re with your fated mate?”

“Dad already had an idea of who he might be but didn’t tell me yet. Now that you have your memory back and your scent, I think our enemy will make his move too.”

“My scent is back.”

“Yes, remember, I smelled you when you were just a child. I think someone hides or masks your scent, something like that, so you can hide yourself until you’re ready.”

“But I was only nine when I visited the palace with my parents. How can you smell my scent? I mean, I was just a kid at that time, right?”

“It’s because Pi is an ancient wolf. King could smell her because he’s an ancient beast too,” I answered.

“My parents and my pack,” she said, sobbing.

“Yeah, I know. We will give them justice and not let whoever he was succeed this time.” She got back into my embrace. I didn’t know what exactly happened. However, thinking that the younger version of her saw how her parents died and were killed was something I didn’t want to experience either.

Judging by the calmness she was in after an hour, I could tell she was already asleep. I pushed her away very gently so I wouldn’t wake her up and had her lie down in our bed. She pulled me closer to her, so I just laid down and hoped that she would be a little better in the morning.

What I wish hadn’t happened, because when I woke up and found Freya staring at the ceiling, her eyes were swollen and she looked like she didn’t sleep at all. “You couldn’t sleep?” I asked, even if I already knew the answer. She looked at me with eyes full of conviction.

“I am determined to find Lycan and make him pay for what he did to my parents and pack.” Then she gazed back at the ceiling. “Mom made me promise to become royal; maybe it was because she knew they’d all die.”

“What do you mean she made you promise?”

“She knew I would become a queen. She taught me how to act like one, besides fighting. She said I should learn to defend myself because there’s no guarantee she can stay with me, and neither can my dad. She knew everything that would happen. That’s why my adoptive parents were at the border on the night we were attacked.”

That is possible. Her mother knew everything before it happened, just like her adoptive parents thought. But there’s something that I would like to know: “Baby, who did your parents talk to when you visited the palace?”

She looked like she was thinking, but after a few minutes, she said, “I don’t remember.” He was blurry every time I saw that child. I mean the young me. Why didn’t you help us? We came here to seek help. Mom may have seen what would happen. If you had helped us, you could have found me easily.”

“We were on vacation at that time. I tried to find you after, but no one said someone had visited the palace. I thought my mate was just someone from the palace. Still, I traveled from one pack to another, hoping to find you. Then an incident happened that caused Calvin and James’ fathers and my mother’s deaths.” I explained.

She got up, and so did I. We looked at each other and had a tacit understanding to take down our enemy, whoever he was. As for me, I had to talk to Dad, or it would be better if I brought Freya. He will be able to think and analyze the situation even more if we feed him more information, and my friend will be able to do that. “Let’s talk to Dad together,” I told her, and she agreed. “I will have Rapha, Calvin, and James be there as well.”

“What about Clay and Alec?”

“They are not yet your official protectors. Until they take their oath, we will leave them out of all the information we have,” I answered. I know she understands why. We took a bath together and had our little make-out before we rushed down and had our breakfast. She looks somewhat better than earlier, and I promise to make her look and feel good from now on. As for our enemy, he had better prepare himself from here on out because I will do everything in my power to stop him, and my beast agrees with me on this.