Free The Prince's Fated Mate: M/M Alpha/Omega Paranormal Werewolf Romance (Norvargen Wolves Book 1) by Alex Ashmore

And then, the First Son shifted, his massive wolf shaking off and slinking out of the rest of his clothing. He pawed the ground by the twin boys’ feet.

    Jack and Peter squealed and shifted on the spot, and they darted out of the pavilion, the Prince tailing behind them.  

    Will watched, speechless. He sat down on the bench, garden shears resting on his lap, as he watched the three wolves chase each other. They were zipping around the field, and they would take turns nipping at the hind legs of another, so that all three had equal turns being chased and playing chaser.  

    This is the most alive I’ve seen him , thought Will, thumbing the creases in his trousers quietly. The Prince was far more comfortable and happier with a pair of cheeky twins than he had been talking to Will.

    Will stood up, and made his way back to the inn. He passed by his father in the reception hall, who took the shears away from him and asked furtively, “So? How did it go?”

    “Not very well,” Will admitted. “Not badly either. But I don’t think I’m going to get through to the Prince any time soon.”

    Pa sighed. “Don’t give up yet, son. Something will go right soon, I’m sure of it.”

    Will nodded, appreciating his father’s effort, yet feeling more certain than ever that they were not going to figure anything out.

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C HAPTER E IGHT

    That night, when all was dark and most of the guests had returned to their rooms to sleep, Will let the effects of his morning dose of wagsroot wear off.

    He made sure the door was locked. A bowl of the broth was sitting by his nightstand, waiting for him, but he wanted to experience the full flush of his heat for a moment, to indulge himself in what his body was offering. It was dizzying and powerful, like a fire burning from the inside. His body felt like a furnace, and he stripped off his clothes slowly, fondling himself as he went along. He touched himself, rubbing the length of his erection, wondering what the Prince looked like naked. How big would his cock be, Will couldn’t help but perversely imagine. His fingers reached down further, passing his taut balls and brushing against his wet hole. He shivered, groaning as he felt how slick he was. It was ridiculous just how wet he was.

    He plunged his fingers in, weaving them in and out. His hips rocked back and forth as well, and he shut his eyes, imagining desperately that he wasn’t alone in his room. He dreamed of the prince touching him, fingering him, enjoying his body. He dreamed of not being alone, of having his fated mate with him, loving him back.  

    He brushed against his prostate hard, rubbing back and forth, wanting to get off quickly. He came to with a harsh jerk of his slender hips, his round buttocks rising off his bed as he came hard. He moaned wordlessly, withdrawing his fingers shakily. When he came down from his orgasm, he sighed quietly, now facing the fact that he was alone.  

    Even though it had been quite a satisfying orgasm, his heat still remained. It would remain until he was bonded, and he would have to keep taking wagsroot until then.  

    He cleaned himself up, and then drank the cold broth waiting for him. He gave it a few minutes to kick it before standing up, unlocking his door, and carrying the empty bowl down. He went down the many flight of stairs, only passing by a single person along his way.

    “Excuse me, sir, this is the eastern wing,” he said politely to the guest, who he recognised as the brown-bearded advisor of the Alpha. “The Redfangs stay here. Your room is at the west wing, just along this way down.”

      Once the advisor had curtly nodded at him and left, Will continued his journey down to the kitchen, where he washed his bowl and set it aside to dry. He was about to leave when he spotted Kytes just around the corner.

    “Fancy seeing you here,” he said, even though it was normal to bump into his friend around various spots in the inn.

    “Just grabbing a snack,” said