Chapter 6

Aiden`s POV

"I want you," said the brunet who was going to kiss me in the janitor's closet at school, where she had deceived me into entering by claiming to be in need of my assistance. "I want you," she said loudly in my ear. I couldn't remember her name.

"Katie, put a stop to it!" It was only after I yelled at her that she stopped kissing me, and I could hear her murmur, "It's Clara, not Kathy."

"Get out of here and leave me alone!" It was because she was now looking at me as if I was going to tell her yes, we can kiss, you can be my girlfriend or anything ridiculous like that that I screamed at her.

I was well aware that she wanted me to sleep with her right now in order for her to get pregnant and for me to be compelled to marry her.

Some of the females were simply so anxious to be the next werewolf princess that they would do everything to become one, even if it meant harming their relationship with me. And, sure, someone has really attempted to pull that stunt on me in the past by pretending to be carrying my child for me.

Girls like her made me feel disgusting, and it was for this reason that I had never slept with any werewolf female before, choosing instead to wait for my mate.

After attempting to kiss me and being pushed away from me, I assumed she would give up and go hunt for another wealthy werewolf to seduce and sleep with. However, this was not my day, and I was disappointed.

The moment she was about to break down and weep in front of me, I rolled my eyes at her, thinking that she was hoping it would convince me to sleep with her.

I hurriedly emerged from the janitors' closet, only to discover that she had followed me, but only after she had fixed her hair and clothing to make it seem as if we had just had sex.

Even though I disapproved of her appearance, I knew she would still join the class with me dressed in this manner so that she could lie to her friends and claim she had slept with the werewolf prince in order to make them jealous when nothing had really occurred.

"Girls like you make me feel disgusted, and I'm curious as to what sort of person would be unfortunate enough to be your mate." I stated this while staring at her, but she did not seem to be bothered by my remark. However, I realized I had touched a sensitive nerve when she began to avert my gaze and raced in front of me to get to class.

It is time for you to quit taking your own anguish and directing it at other people! Aiden, my inner wolf, yelled at me from inside.

Consider the experience of having an unpleasant inner voice in your brain that has its own views and won't seem to go away.

Being a werewolf prince, that's what I have to deal with every day, unfortunately. The ability to interact with my wolf half, who happens to be Aiden, is a blessing in disguise, since we are not always on the same page.

He was way too kind, and I was far from polite in return.

I really wanted to feel sorry for that girl, but I simply couldn't bring myself to do so. Plus, she was the one who had come to me with the intention of using me to ascend to the throne. She received the punishment she deserved.

It's important for her to understand that the world is a nasty place. Aiden's question was met with a stern response from me.

"She doesn't need your assistance in learning that." Aiden snarled at me in response.

"People don't always get what they desire, as shown by my own mother's death at the hands of a vampire queen leech in my childhood. I didn't even get the opportunity to get to know her since I was still a baby. Do you have any idea how it made me feel?" I reacted furiously in response to him.

He remained quiet for a few moments, without responding, as he recognized that this was a difficult issue for me to broach.

With every fiber of my being, I despised vampires, and as soon as I was crowned Werewolf King, I set out to tear their weak hearts out one by one. I would not be merciful in any way.

That is why I always attended to every battle between the leeches and us because I relished witnessing their anguished expressions as I slaughtered every last one of them.

My main target, though, was a legendary vampire leech princess known as the Alpha killer, who was said to be murdering my werewolf alphas. I wanted to get my bloody hands on her and kill her.

In part because of her, the tiny interim pack granted to me by my father for the purpose of managing it until I was crowned werewolf king was expanding fast since many groups were becoming Alpha less and thus needed to join other packs or seek sanctuary from her.

The only issue was that I had never met her and no one knew what she looked like since she was claimed to be a trained quiet concealed assassin who never disclosed her identity, and any of my werewolves who came close to discovering her identity were killed before they could divulge it to the group.

When I requested one of my witches to locate the leech, she said that the vampire leech princess would come to me herself, and for the time being, I was content to wait patiently for the day she would make the biggest mistake of her life and come after me.

For nothing, I was referred to be the werewolf prince, since in order to achieve a higher status in werewolf traditions, even if it was your birthright, you had to be invincible.

Once she had tracked me down, I would exact all of my vengeance on her for the death of my mother, which was caused by her leech queen of a mother in the first place. I had no intention of showing any compassion.

"You should, on the other hand, be out there seeking for our comrade. She is the only one who has the ability to restore our happiness." Aiden intervened just before I was ready to go into a rage-filled rage-rant. That entailed destroying everything and everyone that stood in my way.

"All you can think about is finding a mate, a mate, and another mate." Then, in an annoyed tone, I shouted something to Aiden.

"You do realize that if I can't locate her right now, it's a must for me to see her on my 18th birthday the following day, so please stop bothering me." I was frustrated by Aiden's insistence on my finding our partner, so I reacted rudely.

"Damn!" When I glanced at the clock and realized that I was late for math class, I yelled out loud.

The session was about to come to a close, and I would be in serious trouble with my Werewolf King father if he discovered that I had skipped even a single class.

He had all of my instructors report to him if I missed even a single lesson, and he was quite stern, claiming he did not want me to become a spoilt brat as a result of my absences. I had to put in a lot of effort to achieve everything. Even though I attempted to sprint at werewolf speed in order to make it to class on time, I found myself jogging at human pace instead.

It's time for Aiden to give me back my wolf speed because I truly need it. "Come on, buddy, give me back my wolf speed because I really need it." "I told my wolf in an irritated tone," I explained.

He, on the other hand, completely disregarded me since he believes I offended him, a wolf prince and soon-to-be Werewolf king. As a result, I was forced to go to class at a terrible human pace due to the presence of an obstinate wolf.

Despite the fact that I had successfully sent all of my body guards to their respective classes, I did not want to be embarrassed by being observed sprinting at a snail's pace.

"Aiden, you're all set. I'm very sorry, friend, and I appreciate you understanding. If you give me back my wolf speed, I'll use it first to contact that girl Clara and repent for my actions, if that's okay with you. Thanks for your cooperation." I was truthful in my words to him.

To which I responded by returning to full wolf speed and reaching Clara before she could enter the classroom. After catching her off guard, I pulled up in front of her.

I cringed a little on the inside when I saw a trace of some new fresh tears, which indicated that maybe my statement had been genuinely hurtful.

I asked her, with a frown on her face, "What do you want, do you have any more hurtful things you need to say to me or do you want to see my ugly face some more?" she replied to me, glaring at me.

"Look, Clara, please accept my sincere apologies for the words I used against you. I understand that saying sorry would not make things better, so I will say this: Clara, if my rejection caused you to feel that you are unattractive, please don't believe it. You are a very beautiful young lady, and you should never question that.

If you want to be happy, you need to understand and internalize the fact that you were created for more than simply having sex with a man who does not love you, just because you desire his money and prestige.

"Please be quiet and let me to finish." As soon as she tried to stop me to refute my previous phrase, I placed a finger on her lips and kept talking while looking down at the floor in humiliation because I couldn't believe that I, the big terrible werewolf prince, was really uttering these soapy things to a lady.

"If you are looking for your other half, I think that out there is someone for you, someone who will respect and adore you simply for being yourself. Your prince charming is definitely not that guy, nor are any of those other pretenders who are just interested in sleeping with you and not taking care of you properly."

She had a real grin on her face instead of the phony one I was accustomed to seeing on her face as I glanced at her. As I looked at her, I was shocked to find fresh new tears on her face, but this time she did not have a fake smile on her face.

"Just be a bit patient, and your own prince charming, the one who was created just for you, will come along and find you, your other half, your mate, someone who deserves you." The moment Clara saw the end of my uncomfortable speech, she glanced at me with a grateful grin on her face. "Thank you very much for taking the time to say those kind comments. And if you want any assistance from me, please do not hesitate to ask.' She then whispered something to me while kissing me on the cheek in a grateful manner before leaving for class.

"So they were joyful tears?" I inquire. It was then that I mumbled something confusing to my wolf Aiden, whose happiness I could sense and the knowledge that he was happy of me brought a little grin to my face. Aiden was, after all, a decent wolf with a good heart, which was frustrating for a wicked lad like myself at times. I despised situations in which I was forced to display my rare sensitive side because I saw it as a sign of weakness. With that in mind, I determined one day in class that I was going to make up for my weakness by being rude to someone else instead.