Their Hidden Princess Novel

---- Chapter 116 "You don't get it," Thorne snapped. "My parents are gone. She did everything for me when they left. She-" "| don't get it," Zora cut him off. "But | get enough of it to know that doing something just because someone of power says so is not a way to live your life." She smiled softly. His heart skipped a beat as it made its way onto her face. "Plus, your fiancé is kind of a bitch." Thorne locked eyes with her for another beat. He really wanted to apologize and wrap her in his arms and never let her leave.

He was so remorseful for something that he did and he wanted to make it right. But the little voice in the back of his head swayed him away from her. Swayed him to duty and honor. He stood up straight and glanced down at her. "My duty is to my Queen," he repeated, voice stony and even. "And her heir. My future wife. So I'd appreciate it if you watch your choice of words when speaking about her." Zora's jaw clenched and unclenched. She pushed off the seat and held on to the wall as she hoisted herself to her feet. Her glare pierced him through his cold soul. "Fuck you," she hissed.

"Stay away from me. | have no desire to hang out with Amara's minons." ---- He was about to retort when she stood completely on her feet and stormed off as if nothing had happened. Thorne blinked in surprise as he watched her leave. A normal Alpha would've been incapacitated for at least an hour after those injuries. Zora healed within minutes. He kicked at the pile of medical supplies, half out of frustration and half out of confusion. He heaved a sigh before pulling at his hair and sending a curse to the Gods for putting him in such a position.

That evening, Thorne was returning from his late-night class when he spotted two figured, training next to the outdoor fields. One, he immediately clocked as Maximus based on his build. Thorne's former friend had been scarce since his altercation with the girls in the cafeteria. He suspected Maximus was. largely hanging out with Zora as he tried to avoid Thorne and Kairos in the process. His suspicion was confirmed as he got closer to the field and saw a flurry of red hair trying to take Maximus to the ground She managed to get the upper hand on him and wrap herself around his neck.

She clawed her way up his body and around to his back before yanking him down to the ground with her. They ended up rolling through the grass in a tangle of limbs. He thought they were still fighting until he heard a chorus of ---- laughter echo through the empty night. He watched as Zora rolled on top of Maximus, her legs straddling his hips. She laced her fingers through Maximus's and playfully pinned him to the ground. Thorne scowled at the two as anger licked through his blood. How fucking dare Maximus betray him like that? How dare he allow Thorne's fated mate to touch him like that?

Thorne's wolf growled in the back of his mind, possessiveness rising to meet the anger in his blood. 1 Then, the rational part of Thorne kicked in. It was the same voice that spoke of honor and duty when it reminded him that Zora wasn't his anymore. He had no claim over her. He glanced back over at the two and saw that Maximus had rolled himself on top of Zora. The two looked like a happily in love couple. A pang of guilt hit Thorne again. He ignored it as he shrugged his backpack higher up on his shoulder and turned to walk home.

The tiny little voice of honor was hanging out in his brain as his wolf was screaming that it just wanted it's fated mate.