Their Hidden Princess Novel

---- Chapter 36 Loren gasped and grabbed my arm with a huge smile. "That's amazing Zora!" she said, shaking me slightly. Then she dropped my arm and frowned. "Well, not amazing that you felt that. | remember when mine kicked in." She shivered. | chuckled around a bite of sandwich. | swallowed before continuing. | tried to sound as nonchalant as possible. "And he invited me to Mateball," | mumbled. Loren paused mid bite then slowly brought her sandwich away from her mouth. Her eyes were wide with wonder. | took a small nibble of my own sandwich avoiding her gaze.

"Tell me you said yes," Loren said softly. | groaned and dropped my sandwich back in it's wrapper. At the same time Loren whisper yelled my name in shock. "I can't believe you rejected Maximus Wolfham as a mate!" she whisper yelled. "| didn't reject him as a mate," | said. "| just said no to being his prom date. He's a weird guy and | never know what his true motive is with me. | could see this being another way to embarrass me." "Zora," Loren shook her head. "You've got it all wrong. Wolves ---- never mess about with having a mate.

Mateball is like the most important day in some wolves' lives!" | flinched. Maybe | had mistaken Maximus's intentions. | poked at my sandwich again. Suddenly, my appetite was completely gone. "He hates wolfless," | said softly. "Told me so himself. So how could he have possibly been okay with me being his mate." "| know Max has been hard on you," Loren put her hand on my shoulder. She shook it lightly. "But he wouldn't joke about this." She sat back on her heels and smiled. "Honestly, maybe it's the Gods' way of telling him that wolfless aren't as bad as he thinks," she said.

She laughed lightly. | couldn't help but smile. "It would be high ironic for the guy who hates wolfless to be stuck with a wolfless girl as a mate," | picked my sandwich back up and chomped another bite. Maybe Loren was right. Maybe Maximus was more okay with me being his potential fated mate than me being wolfless? But then there was this whole princess thing. | tried to ignore the sinking feeling as | finished my lunch. | figured a topic change would be better. "So what do people wear to the Mateball?" | asked Loren. Her eyes went wide.

"Oh it's the most fashionable event of the ---- year!" Great. Fashion was not my forte. | fidgeted in my oversized tee from my time in the human world. "I'm thinking I'll wear a pink gown," Loren went on. "My mother had matching gowns made for sissy and | when we were young. But sissy's already chosen a mate so she won't need it." Her nose wrinkled. | laughed. "When am | gonna meet this sister of yours?" | asked. "She'll be at Mateball," Loren assured. "But she won't take part in the dance." | frowned. "Dance?" "The Dance of the Moon!" Loren said cheerfully.

"Where the Moonlight streams in through the moonroof and lights us to our mates!" Her face fell as she saw my own expression. "You didn't know did you?" | shook my head and finished the final nub of my sandwich. "I suck at dancing," | said around a mouthful of sandwich. "Don't worry," Loren waved a hand. "It's really primal. Usually a bunch of sniffing and letting your wolf take over." My heart dropped down to the pit of my stomach. How was | supposed to let a wolf take over when | didn't have one? ---- Somehow, this was worse than just some wolf-y prom.