บททั้งหมดของ Mated To The Angel Prince : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

AVA'S POVThings couldn't get any better than they are now. It's only a matter of a few hours before my good-for-nothing step sister gets dragged out of the pack house and get executed.I will no longer feel uncertain of the future. I will be able to figure out ways to please my prince without worrying about his mate ever showing up.I have never liked my step-sister anyway. She was always quite a loser and very naive.At first I didn't like her being part of our family because all she did was taint our family reputation with her wolf less status. All I wanted was for her to just leave. I didn't want to be associated with her since I was to be crowned princess. She would have brought shame on my status. None of our family member wanted her around anyway, not even her own father.She was that one person who I have been seeking to get rid off since I realized that I am not Nate Rowan's true mate. She gave me no choice. I talked to my step father who the prince had granted mandate to d

AVA'S POVNot everything has gone according to plan. But who knew things could get this better. I had planned to get rid of the little girl and get the doctor to inform the prince that she had succumbed to her injuries. But then the prince himself walked in the same time the little girl was breathing her last. Witnessed it himself.Now he tightly holds me on his chest as I wail and cry in pretense at the loss of my little sister. He doesn't look sympathetic and neither does he comfort me. He probably has watched too many people die on battle field to be. But I can see wrath building in his eyes as he tightens his arms around me and carries me out of the room, away from the bed where Talia's body lies unmoving.He carries me down the hallway and into my room where he gently places me on the bed without saying a word.The door suddenly flys open and my mother rushes in with a faked gloomy face."Are you okay dear?" She asks loudly coming to sit next to me. The prince regards her suspi

LAYLA'S POVI sit upright, groaning in pain. I had hit the van's walls several times as it kept rocking like we were traveling on a mountain of gravel. I can tell it's morning not because I am outside but because of the rays of light penetrating through the slim spaces around the metal door. The carriage has stopped too.A sudden loud bang on the door signals that someone is opening it . The noise wakes everyone and they all sit up.Someone pulls the door open letting it smack against the wall while dangling on it's hinges."Everyone out!" The man barks startling all of us. No one dares move out of fear."Are you all deaf?" Another big bald man yells, coming to stand beside the first. He looks scarier, everyone quickly gets to their feet and start to exit the carriage. On wobbly legs I follow behind.A tide of shock runs through my body at the sight of the hell we have been brought to.When I got forced into the carriage to be brought here I didn't know what to expect, but certainl

Layla's POV"Yes, you murdered a little kid," The man with the mustache hisses, slamming his palm down on the desk. The sound reverberates through me, sending a chill down my spine. "I didn’t kill her! I just hurt her a little." I try to keep my voice steady, but it’s hard when he looks ready to explode."Who cares? She’s dead now, and now I’m the one who’s going to take the loss for it by giving you back." He kicks a nearby chair, and it crashes against the wall. His fists clench tightly, and I can see him struggling to keep his composure."Talia... is... dead?" My voice shakes. I can’t believe it."You knew her name? Pathetic." A whimper slips from my lips."No! If she was dead, I’d be dead too, They wouldn’t sell me," I shout, desperate for him to understand."You will be executed soon enough." Donald snaps stepping out of the shadows of the room. I hadn't realized he was in here too."She died yesterday morning, right after I bought you! The little idiot couldn’t even wait until

I need to see his wings for myself. He might be a golden-winged angel, just like Rowan.“Can you fix my hair?” I ask, carefully applying makeup to my face. After a few moments, Jean finishes pinning my hair up. I glance in the mirror and am pleasantly surprised by how elegant the dress looks. I take a moment to admire my reflection. I look stunning. I hope the prince notices too.“You look beautiful, my lady,” Jean says sincerely. I can’t help but smile at her compliment.I’ve started to like her already. She may be older, but unlike the other maid from yesterday, she treats me with respect. I can see her being useful for getting me information too.Feeling satisfied, I step out of the room and go down the stairs, pausing briefly to check on my mate’s quaters as I pass. I make my way toward the royal dining hall when I spot two maids walking in the opposite direction, carrying fabrics for decorations. They’re probably preparing for the party Jean mentioned, the one the king is hosting