The Prince’s Unwilling mate

186 Ayla

“Oh, sweetie sit down do you want me to make you some tea?” Dean speaks up stunning everyone in the room.

He was causing, Cynthia to skid to a halt. Before snapping at him why he would offer her tea, as she doesn’t need one. I was wondering the same thing. I would ask him about it later as he seemed so certain of his question that I figured he had a valid reason for offering her tea.

“Well, my granny said it helps with a broken heart, I don’t know much about a broken ego. But you know as your pack mate I figured I would try to stop you from embarrassing yourself further. We all love our Princess, and a dozen pack mates are applying for the position of her Gemma. We all think you are a nuisance. The pack fool and honestly girly I pity you. Even your fated mate never tried to contact you again.” His smile is sickeningly sweet but his voice is dripping with acid.

Krystel and the other two pack members in the hall burst out laughing. And as much as I tried to stop it I could not hold it back either.

“And who are you to get involved with my business?” Cynthia tried to save face.

“Dean is my Gemma, and because he is higher ranked than you.” Krystel and Dean turned to face me like clockwork. Cynthia stared at me with an open mouth. And I wanted to clasp my hands over my mouth.

The answer had come out instantly, without thinking about it. But when I did think about it, I knew it felt right. All I wanted was a Gemma who would fit in with the rest of the group. One I was sure I could build a friendship with. Dean and I had instantly hit it off. And

knowing my Gemma would have my back so fiercely helped too. It was not like I blamed the other pack members for not interrupting Cynthia. It was more that everyone knew she had been harassing me. They must have known she was not here to apply for the position as my Gemma. And even if she was, it would not be grounds for her to just burst through the door.

After seeing how he reacted, I seriously doubted if Dean had let her get that far. Cynthia must have felt too humiliated she just stormed out without so much as another word,

“Excuse me. Princess Ayla, are you serious?” Dean asked me, all of his bravado was gone like he was scared to be disappointed when I told him I wasn’t.

“I do, you sit down I need to let the other two candidates know, and then we can discuss the rest,” I told him, feeling a bit guilty for the two girls who had been waiting for their interview for most of the afternoon to never get a chance.

“Don’t worry Princess Ayla, we get it you must be able to blindly trust your Gemma and after that” Lianne smiled at me.

There was a tinge of disappointment in her voice, and her friend Jessica seemed somewhat defeated when she got up. However, the two of them seemed very genuine and went as far as to shout a congratulation to Dean via the open door. Now all I needed to do was go over the rest of the details with Dean. Hoping he would agree to them, if he wouldn’t I would have made a fool of myself just now. And I hoped he wouldn’t feel pressured to agree with the terms now. To save me from the embarrassment.

***

“Before, we discuss terms and what not I want to answer your first question, Princess Ayla.” Dean was the one to speak first before I sat

His answer didn’t matter that much anymore, but if he wanted to tell me I would of course hear him out. So I sat down, took the coffee Krystel had made me, and nodded at him.

“I love this pack, when I grew up I knew I wanted to contribute to the pack. I just never knew how. And then we found out all about you, and what you have been through. I know in the beginning some of the pack members found fault in you taking your time getting to know Griffin. But to me, it showed so much strength, in all your appearances you seem so collected and kind. You really are as impressive as a royal wolf should be. But you still seemed so kind and down to earth. I told my mom I wanted to help you out. She was the one who heard you were interviewing people to be your Gemma. She suggested I should go and when I thought about it she was right. I instantly knew as your Gemma I could both help you and the pack.” Most of the answers to that question had been short. One max to sentences.

Hearing how passionate Dean was about helping me and helping out the pack made me even more sure of my decision. Picking an unmated wolf as my Gemma was a bit of a risk. he could very well find his mate and learn they are even higher ranked than a Gemma is. We would cross that bridge if we ever came to it.

All that was left to do now was to go over the terms. Telling him he would get as much pay as the other Gemma and Beta’s got. Offering him an apartment in the castle, like all high-ranking wolves could have. And go over the basics of what I needed him to do, and when he would start. He didn’t have a rank now but he had a job. He worked at one of the pack restaurants as a server. Of course, as the Princess I could insist they let him go right away. His notice was two weeks and he wanted to finish his notice because he had enjoyed his job so much. Not only did it speak volumes about him as a person.

There was no immediate need for him to start right away, and I never

wanted to be the kind of ruler who would use her power to get her way.

“Just start in three weeks Dean, your two weeks’ notice and a week off, and then you can get started,” I suggested, to which he happily agreed stating he would use the week off to get his own furniture to move out of his parents’ home. It was almost dinner time and I still had a lot of reading to do. So we all went our own way.

***

“Any luck finding your Gemma” Griffin wanted to know as soon as I stepped into the kitchen where he was cooking us a steak dinner.

“I did, Dean is my new Gemma he is going to start in three weeks. I actually feel good about it.” I could barely contain my excitement. So when Griffin shook his head telling me it made sense Dean would apply to the job, and that I would like him I felt a bit weird. I never considered not accepting a man as my Gemma, and after accepting him as my mate he never seemed jealous anymore. Now I was apprehensive that he would not like me working so closely with a man on a daily basis. I couldn’t read his face as he went back to preparing our dinner.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.