Their Hidden Princess Novel

---- Chapter 26 Maximus Maximus heard his name being called as soon as he left the cafeteria. He thought it was one of the younger guys, trying to get his attention to do something stupid. He was surprised to see his sister standing in front of me With Zora. His mood immediately turned sour. She'd left him in the forrest a few hours ago, after sending her first into his chest and sending a bolt of electricity across his body. She, though seemed unphased. It left him with more questions than he had answers.

Seeing her standing there, in her little shorts and her baggy tee shirt, red curls wild around her face, he couldn't help but feel angrier. Why was he attracted to such a mess of a wolf? More so, a wolfless wolf. He walked towards Zora and Meg. Just as he was about to approach them, Zora whispered something then stomped away. Max stopped with a sigh in front of Meg. "What now?" he said as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. ---- "She thought | was fucking with her," Meg stated, matter of factly.

"I tried to test the waters and see if she'd go to the Mateball with you." "Why the fuck would you do that?" Maximus growled. "I told you to stay out of it." Meg turned and crossed her arms across her chest stubbornly. I'm trying to help, you know," she snapped. "Maybe if been kinder to her in the beginning, instead of acting your vendetta against the wolfless, you wouldn't be in the situation." "How was | supposed to know," Max gritted from his teeth. "That she was going to be my fated mate." Meg shrugged. She patted her brother on the shoulder gently before walking off.

"Figure it out, baby brother," she drawled. " Lest you ruin your chance at happiness, again." Maximus growled at her as she walked away. He felt the wolf within him pushing at his bones, wanting him to shift and hunt. He ignored it and turned back towards where Zora had walked off. She was still stomping away back toward her dorm - their dorm. He considered following her but gave up. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed again. He looked up at the sky and pleaded to the Gods to help him make things right with Zora. ---- The first time he'd been shocked by her, he was appalled.

Disgusted even. He had spent his entire adult life bringing the wolfless down. He had a goal. It was one he promised to his eldest brother, Morrigan, as he went through countless surgeries and physical therapy to recover his missing arm. Destroy all wolfless. He'd spent the rest of the day trying to convince himself that there had to be a mistake. There was no way a wolfless could have been his fated mate. He was the strongest third year at the Academy. And she, well, she was nothing. But then, she touched him again and he touched her.

And their heartbeats were thrumming in his head like a warning bell. He had to recognize that she was his fated mate. That's why he followed her out in the woods that morning, to tell her so and try and convince her he wasn't all that bad. Instead, he wound up looking like an idiot with his dick in his hand after she gave him a surprise punch. He sighed again and broke out of his angry daydreams. He had to prove to Zora that he was worthy of being his fated mate. Fuck whomever the Princess he was supposed to be married to was.

He had a chance at being with the one who could make happiest, and strongest. The Queen would have to be understanding. ---- He needed to get Zora to go to Mateball with him: But he'd never invited a girl to anything, let alone Mateball. The girls he'd dated had all thrown themselves at him, concerned only with his title of Son of the High Alpha. He wracked his brain as to which of his friends he could go to advice for. Peytr was his first option but Peytr was a dick. He treated women like objects. Maximus had no desire to treat anyone like that, let alone his fated mate.

Thorne was the next option but Thorne cared about little about women. He'd had less girls around that Maximus. Thorne was more concerned with Magicks and History books than girls. His final option was Kairos. It was, arguably, the worst option. Kairos loathed Zora. They were supposed to be battling it out on the sparring mat in a few weeks. But Kairos was always asking girls on dates or to events. If Maximus could make sure that Kairos never found out his date was Zora, asking for Kairos's advice may have been worth it.

With yet another sigh, Max cursed the Gods one last time before taking off towards Kairos's room. Kairos lived by himself in a house that Peytr, Thorne and Maximus rented behind the gym. It was an old house that Kairos's grandfather had purchased when his first grandchild ---- attended Alpha Academy. Kairos was the last to go through the school. It was a no brainer than he and his friends would take the house for their tenure.