Lycan Prince Matteo

We were about to attack the enemy’s hideout, but before that, Rapha called and asked me for something impossible. He said someone wanted to talk to me, and if possible, I had to be calm. How the hell am I going to stay calm when I find out that it was my uncle who wanted to have a word with me? This is insane, and I don’t know if I am going to do what he said. He also told me not to tell Dad about it, and I decided after hearing what my uncle needed to tell me.

“What if it was a trap?” Calvin asked,

“Will Rapha put you into that kind of situation?” James asked too. I looked at my mate and she was quiet. I wanted to know what she thought, so I waited for her reply.

“I would want to believe in Rapha,” she said, which made everyone look at her. “I know I barely know him, but I never feel threatened or scared whenever I am with him. And look at Camila; she’s with us. He would never put her life in danger. We saw how he was and how he looked when we had no idea where she was just recently.” She has a point, and I have known Rapha ever since. He has been my mentor and protector. Dad trusted him, so why is he doing that now?

“Uncle Rapha is loyal to her Highness, the previous queen.” It was Camila. “I often saw them talking before, as if Her Highness was asking him for a favor. I always heard him ask if she was sure about her request, and his uncle would oblige.

“Are you saying that you trust him as well?” I asked, and she nodded. She’s not the type who would agree with someone just because they are relatives or know each other. She has her own decisions about everything that Rapha complains about most of the time.

“I thought he was loyal to the King. Why is he asking you to meet your uncle? Shouldn’t he inform King Marco about this and the attack since I think he knew where they were hiding?” James asked again. “It’s our chance to get him,” he added. And yes, that’s true. Only if Rapha didn’t tell me that I was going to regret it if I was not going to talk to him, so I told them that.

“The decision is yours. Either way, you will have to deal with him no matter what,” Calvin said, smiling.

“I can see that you are curious about what he has to say,” James said, and I nodded. “I would be, too, if I were you. No matter what your decision is, know that I am here.”

“And so am I,” Calvin said, smiling. Then I felt Freya’s hand on mine, so I looked at her. “I’ll go wherever you go.”

“Thank you,” I told them, and that concluded my decision. I am going to talk with my uncle tomorrow. I know that it is too risky, and curiosity kills the cat indeed. But what else can I do? I had to know what he had to say.

The whole day, I was all by myself. I know that I am physically prepared, but mentally and emotionally, I don’t think so. Whether my uncle has a sense or not, I know that I am going to get confused or angry. That’s what I am afraid of. What if he said something that would anger me and, without thinking, I just went on a rampage?

“Hey, are you alright?” Freya asked; it was morning, and I don’t think I got a good night’s sleep last night, even if she was beside me. It’s not that her presence calms me; it’s because I was excited at some point, and I don’t understand.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied, smiling. I didn’t want her to worry, so I needed to show her that. Although I am acting like that, my focus is on her. I had to ensure her safety with all this.

“You look like you never get any sleep at all. Tell me, does meeting him bother you so much? Because if it does, we just cannot go.” she said,

“No, I’m good. I am.” I replied, “It’s just that; I was thinking about what to expect. What could be the things he wanted to talk to me about? Something like that.” She turned my head to fa ce her with both her hands and kissed me. It was very light, but I could feel her love and sincerity.

“You have nothing to worry about. You are the prince, the future Lycan king. You have a beast that has been to war before and won. You have me, Calvin, James, and the others. Whatever it is that he will tell us, we will help you think about it.”

“Thank you,” I replied after I heaved a deep sigh.

“You’re very much welcome,” she replied, smiling before she offered me her hand, so I took it and went out of our bedroom to meet the others.

Everyone was at the front door of the pack house, waiting for me and my mate. They all looked ready, which made me feel at ease. I know that I can count on them, especially Calvin and James, who have been with me for as long as I can remember. They never let me down even once, and we had been fighting side by side on our missions for a very long time too.

“We’re ready when you are,” Calvin said as soon as I was closer. I smiled and looked at Alpha Jake.

“Make sure that everyone is in position. I don’t know what will happen there, but I want your and the other pack’s safety.” I told him, and he nodded.

“Yes, Your Highness. We will make sure to strengthen security and place more patrol guards. The bunkers are ready just in case as well,” he replied.

“We will take our leave then,” I said and turned around, leading everyone to my uncle’s den.

Alpha Jake was right after all. His hideout was private property that no one dared to enter. I guess he had found himself a good financier to be able to have that wealth. Yes, I think he’s rich. He won’t be able to pull anything if he isn’t.

We continue traveling until we reach the border between neutral territory and private property. A rogue welcomes us and leads the way to the mansion. He was indeed wealthy. It was bigger than a pack house and had a lot of things. According to the map, the entire property is as big as a regular pack. But being here, I think it was bigger.

A man was standing by the front door of the mansion. He was looking at us, but I don’t think he was planning on killing us. His face was very welcoming, and I felt like something hit me. Why do I never feel threatened? I looked around and saw no one, but I could feel and smell the rogues everywhere.

“Welcome to my humble abode,” he said after we stood face to face with each other, smiling. His heartbeat was normal, and his aura felt warm. I wonder why?

“You asked to meet me; I don’t know what you told him, and until now, I couldn’t believe that you made him agree to this.”

“Don’t forget that I made you agree too,” he replied as he led us inside the mansion until we reached the living room. He mentioned us taking our seats and looking at my mate.

“Keep your eyes to yourself,” I warned him, and he chuckled. “Are you jealous?” he asked,

“We didn’t come here to tell you that; just get to the point. Why are we here?” I asked, and he laughed. We looked at each other, and maybe they were thinking the same way as I do. He doesn’t look like an enemy to me.

“You are exactly like your mother,” he commented, which angered me.

“You have no right to say that. You don’t know her.” I said, growling, but Freya calmed me.

“It’s fine, princess. Let him be.” He told my friend. He was respectful to my friend! “I know your mother better than Marco or anyone else. I know her because she’s my mate.”

“You’re lying. Liking her doesn’t mean that she has to like you too. We have mates, and we have to respect that. You have no right to claim someone else’s mate.”

“I am not claiming to be anyone’s mate. I only have one mate, and that is your mother, whom Marco took from me,” he said in a low and calm voice.

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“Yes, I did. But not anymore. I had to move on, but it doesn’t mean I have forgotten everything about her,” he replied, and I saw pain and a bit of regret in his eyes. I started to get confused. Why are we talking about my mother anyway?

“How did you manage to make Rapha agree to this?” I asked impatiently. I want an answer, and I want it now.

“He came to me about eight years ago,” he said, and that made my eyes widen. How could he come to see this man? He knew who he was, and yet “Before you jump to a conclusion, let me tell you a story,” he said, and he started telling us about his life. We are all quiet, listening to him.

For me, it was unbelievable. I know my dad; he is a great man for me, and here he was telling me how much of an evil Lycan he was. I couldn’t believe it. Calvin and James were growling from time to time in disagreement, but we saw how much pain he was in as he told us about what had happened. Especially on the part when my dad and mom were intimate. If he was Mom’s mate, he must be in so much pain. I looked at my mate because, more than any of us, she suffered because of my infidelity.

She had her head down, and I already felt that my uncle had already gotten her. “I cannot do anything about that. That was your issue, which you need to settle. But still, that doesn’t give you the right to fight the palace,” I said, and then he chuckled before he continued.

I cannot believe that my father did all that to him. After he told us about what my dad did, and so did Ronaldo and his mate, I still couldn’t believe it. I don’t even know if I am going to believe it or what to believe anymore. “I know this is too much to take in one go, but I want to say this to you now. Matteo, you are mine,” he said. I looked at him with wide eyes; maybe I was not the only one. Maybe all of us who were there “You are my son. You can ask Rapha about it; your mother told him that, and she made sure to let me know about it as well. It was the same reason why Rapha looked for me,” he added, and then I didn’t seem to hear anything he said.