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Love Tangled With The Prince

Tyrone a werewolf prince had to flee from his kingdom when he was almost assassinated. Only to arrive in the city where his father bought him a slave from a black market as a gift. When the slave turns out to be his mate, how will the prince handle it? Is it possible for the two of them to be together when so many things stand to keep them apart. When a mysterious stranger shows up in the prince's life and shows interest in him. Will it affect his relationship with his mate? And what is the intention of the mysterious man? *Cover is not mine. Credit goes to the owner, will remove it if he/she wishes for me too*

precious_pruddy · LGBT+
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13 Chs

Chapter 13

The prince of Xeris walked away with Emilia to meet her friends. This year he was to go to school like every normal student in the world. He had to attend high school and from what he heard it wasn't as easy as it sounded.

He just wanted to spend time alone reading books that might help with the problems that currently faced Xeris but his father had other thoughts. He had no interest in school, be it a magical school in Xeris or here.

Schools entailed interacting with other students and getting to know them and that meant actual talking which he wasn't quite fond of. He preferred to learn from books since they didn't require him to talk at all. It was the best kind of learning, where all that he had to do is seat quietly and read.

Since his father made the choice of having him attend the school like every normal person, Emilia had gone crazy, she spoke about a party being held at the school before the school officially starts. She said it was the perfect opportunity for him to meet friends and he wasn't so thrilled about it.

But his father and a certain woman he would rather not acknowledge agreed with Emilia that him attending the party was the best thing for him. And that was how they ended up at the party.

He looked back to see if he can get a sight of Keiran but the male had vanished right after Emilia pulled at him, he was introduced to some girls by the girl. He wasn't interested in knowing any of them personally so he didn't bother to catch their names.

"This is Holden," Emilia said to him. He looked at the person that he was being introduced to. He held two different girls in his arms and simply nodded to acknowledge him. Tyrone frowned. It was uncouth for a man to be with two women at the same time or at least that is what he believed.

"Holden, this is Tyrone, he just moved into the white house," she said o him. Seeming to talk in code that everyone understood except for Tyrone.

"He is rich," one girl exclaimed.

"Practically a prince," Emilia said with pride.

"I will get something to drink," Ty excused himself and ran away. He didn't like the loud music and the intense smell of sweat and alcohol in the room. He also very much didn't like how crowded the place was or the weird looks that the girls gave him in every direction that he took.

He got to the snack table and reached out for a cup of juice. Another hand also reached out for the same drink at the same time and he ended up holding the glass while the hand held his hand.

"Sorr…." He froze when he looked up into the man's eyes. They were the same eyes from the pool, he couldn't forget the man or his eyes since that night at the pool. The man flashed his famous devious smile that he wore that day at the pool.

"We meet again young prince," the man spoke. The prince backed away from the male who stepped forward to cover the distance that Ty put between them by moving back.

"I told you never to come near me again," Tyrone stated as a warning.

"Don't you think it is you who always finds me?" the mysterious man asked. "I was chilling by the pool which I reserved for myself when you came in. today, I am just enjoying a party at my school and here you are," he added.

Tyrone was quite, the man kind of had a point. It would be rude to say that the man was stalking him when he was treading the man's territory.

"I will go," he said and strode a few steps away. He halted and looked back. The man stood there watching without moving. He had thought that the man would follow him like the day by the pool but it didn't seem like he had any intention of doing so.

"Have a good time my cute little prince," the man whispered.