All Chapters of The Alpha Prince Unexpected Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Always remember that I'm so proud of you baby girl! And I know in my dark and cruel heart that you're going to do great things today!" Roxanne chuckled. Listening to her best friend stir her up for the day always made her smile. "I know babe! It seems so surreal! Emily!""It's as real as it gets." The voice at the end of the phone was super excited. "You texted Jonah yet?" Emily's question dampened Roxanne's mood. Jonah was her fiance and the absolute love of her life. However, she had texted him this morning, with words that read; "I'm so pumped for today honey! Wish me luck!" And ended with a red heart and a kissy face emoji. But, it sat at the bottom of the screen, unreplied, as were the seven messages she had sent the morning and night before. Tonight, they would be marking their three year engagement anniversary. Deep down, she was certain he was going to propose today. A proposal and a promotion on the same day, wasn't she lucky?! Roxanne heaved a long sigh and forced a

Roxanne took the first taxi she set her eyes on, headed to LexCorp. She did not care that there was a mother and stubborn crying baby inside. Infact, she liked the fact that there was a crying baby in it, that way, she was able to mask the sound of her own wailing. She would have bailed from work if today wasn't so important to her. Besides, it won't hurt to get a good news after being slapped on the face with a bad one. So, she bit her lower lip and tried to hold on to the thin thread her sanity was clinging on. While trying to think of two good reasons why she shouldn't drive a bullet into Jonah's heart.Finally, when the taxi alighted at LexCorp's fifty story building, she jumped down from the taxi and pushed her way past the high glass doors. She ignored every greeting and did not say a word to anybody, not even the receptionist who she usually threw a smile every morning; well, this wasn't like every other morning. Roxanne hurried to the bathroom on the ground floor and plante

"What's the problem miss?" He asked her once again. When he asked the question the first time, she hasn't answered him. Lancelot thought it best to assume she did not hear him the first time. How could she? When all along she had been staring at his face. Her eyes subconsciously dancing from his lips, to his jaw, then his eyes again. It would have amazed him how fascinated she was with his physical being if he wasn't so used to it already. She wasn't the first and she certainly couldn't be the last. As he watched her blink rapidly before stepping away from him, Lancelot tucked both his hands into the pocket of his blue trousers. He just wished she would tell him how much she needed to get her car fixed so he could move on. He on the other hand, would have to toll his car away until he could get it fixed. His eyes travelled to the bonnet. With the damage the collision had done, it would take at least a day or two to get it comple

The wedding party started in full swing three hours after the exchange of vows. And those three hours were the longest Roxanne had ever experienced. She had clung to Emily every second, afraid that if she let go of her, Rayla would be back again to spite her - even though she knew Rayla and Jonah has returned to wherever it was they planned to get ready for the wedding party. Roxanne could not afford to face Rayla again. Earlier on, Lancelot had rescued her. She could not count on him to do so again after the wedding... Or during the wedding party. That was, of course, before he made it known to she and Emily that he would be attending. Roxanne could still see the shock on her own face. She remembered pulling him away from where she stood with Emily, to a corner. She needed to speak to him privately. "What do you think you're doing? I needed you to escort me to the wedding, and that's over." "Is it?" He had said. His perfectly carved brow arched as he looked around the venue. ".

Alas! It was over, all of it. She catwalked back to the head table, even as the smile she forced at her sister and Jonah disappeared from her face. She needed two things; lots of drinks, and a taxi to get the hell out of here. She walked steadily, her head held high, chin and shoulders up. She would never look down again, ever. She arrived at the head table, picked a bottle of champagne and excused herself. She was going to find a corner and drink herself to stupor. She walked towards the exit of the room and found a stool there. With a weak smile, she fell on it, still clutching the champagne bottle in her hands. Luckily, it had already been open, but was more full than empty. She pressed the lid to her lips and took her first gulp. Fuck all of them, she thought. She would make lemonades out of the bitter lemons they served her today, she would make sure of it. Halfway into the bottle and ten curse words later, she caught sight of a familiar male figure heading towards her.