Their Hidden Princess Novel

---- Chapter 85 | finished my training with Maximus with no more issues, save for some longing looks from across the track. | wound up actually learning a lot and feeling myself gain some strength. It was so much so that | wound up asking Max if we could make our training regular. We agreed that my body would need a day to recover. We decided to meet again on Monday morning. With that, | dragged myself back to my room and collapsed in my bed. Loren laughed from across the room in her bed. Then she came over and pressed her head on top of mine.

She was only there for a half a second until she made a disgusted noise and shrunk back. "You are sweaty," she commented. "So hard," | mumbled into my pillow. "His man bits?" | aimlessly threw a pillow over my shoulder in the direction of Loren's voice. By her laughter, | could tell it missed her by a mile. "So he wore you out?" Loren said. | could tell in her voice, she meant it sexually. | threw myself on my side to glare at her. She laughed again then went and grabbed the pillow. She threw it back at me and |" ---- oofed" as it hit me in the stomach, "He wore me out," | started.

"In that he kicked my ass." "That's a new kink." "Loren-" "I'm kidding!" Loren threw her hands up in defense. "But it was hard?" "Very," | mumbled. "So much so that were taking a break tomorrow. Training resumes Monday." "So you're going back?" Loren asked. | shrugged. "I learned a lot. Plus, it was definitely working. And Valentin won't train me anymore. So what's the harm?" "Makes sense," Loren agreed. "Did you feel anything weird?" | fidgeted. "Kinda," Loren's jaw unhinged. Her slack jaw morphed into a shit-eating grin. "Tell. Me. Everything." So, | did. | recounted each look.

Each touch and by the end of my entire story, Loren's jaw was hitting the floor. She stared at me in shock for a moment when | finished. Then, she shrieked ---- before rolling back in her bed "Gods!" She gasped. "Do you think he's your fated mate!?" | bit my lip. | hadn't told Loren that I'd almost had the exact same feelings towards Valentina few weeks ago. The electricity, the weird lub-dub of it all. Everything that made her excited about Maximus made me nervous. How could | have these feelings for two wolves? Then there was the Thorne of it all. He was supposed to be my fated mate.

How was | supposed to get another one after that? "Maybe," I said. | tried to sound as confident as possible, but it came out unsure. "Maybe?" Loren mimicked. "Zora, | don't think you realize how rare fated mates are." I knitted my eyebrows together. "What do you mean? | had Thome be my fated mate. There's a whole ball around mates. How does that scream rare?" "The Mateball is about all mates," Loren corrected. "It's a time for chosen mates as well. But fated mates-" she shook her head, incredulous. "They're a once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing.

Just the fact that you're having these feelings around Max is crazy when you already had been fated to Thorne." "Is it wrong?" | said quietly. ---- "No," Loren shook her head. "I wouldn't say wrong. Maybe just extra special. Extra lucky really." | gnawed on my lip. Loren stared at me as if she was waiting for me to speak. | couldn't make out any words, in fear I'd lie to my best friend. "Maybe Max is your second chance," Loren said softly. wouldn't shrug that off." | couldn't bring myself to say anything else. What was so special about me that | deserved a second chance?

We are a Princess, my wolf chimed in. Princesses deserve multiple options.