The Alpha Prince's Abused Mate Chapter 143

WILLIAM

I gently put Aria onto my bed and began treating her myself. I don’t want the doctors of the palace to get acquainted with her. I mean, it’s technically their job but something is telling me that it would be better off if less and less people know her face and that she’s with me.

I wiped her face with some cold towel to ease off the warmth in her body. Lycans and werewolves hyperventilate when they do not shift into our animals at a certain time. Aria was on the verge of her shapeshifting when I arrived.

“Damn,” I muttered and gritted my teeth when my fingers trembled against her soft skin.

I didn’t know I was this sex-deprived these days that I could shake like this in front of a sleeping woman.

I managed to wipe her body as fast as I could before I put covers on her. I made sure that the blanket would go up to her neck so I could only see her face.

“Shit, William. What are you? A thirteen-year-old boy who just saw his crush after a long time?”

I snickered to myself and bent down to pick up a piece of paper from the floor that fell down from Aria’s pocket.

“I cannot really explain what this woman is making me feel…”

My breath hitched when I read what’s on the small paper. “Do you trust me?” I whispered the words and concentrated hard when a memory was starting to get into my head.

But no matter how hard I focus, my brain just stops feeding into it.

I put the note under my nose and smelled my own blood.

“Why would she have a note written by me with my own blood?” I asked in a daze.

As far as I can remember, I always do that whenever I am in a deep state of emotions and desperation.

“Aria, why do you have this?”

Where did she get this? And why would I ask her or someone to trust me?

I put the note in my pocket and left my room to go to Lucas.

“Lucas!” I pounded on his door but no one was answering so I just let myself in.

“Lucas!” I called for his name but he was not inside.

He was the one who got Aria from the brothel so I think I could get something from him.

Even though I do not trust him, I am ready to bet on his words just so I could scratch this uncanny feeling in my heart.

I decided to leave but before I could turn my back, I noticed something peeking through under the cover of the bed.

With my heart beating like crazy, I snatched it from his bed and stared at the photo in my hand.

It’s a stolen photo of a smiling woman while staring at someone. Whoever took the photo just decided to focus on the woman and whoever or whatever she’s looking at has been purposefully cut off.

I clenched my hand around the photo and let out a growl. Even when my brain is rejecting the idea but my heart just knew that it was someone I know of and that someone is none other than Aria.

“But why does he have her photo? Does it mean that he knew Aria all along?” I asked myself and put the photo in my pocket together with the note in it.

“It must be exhausting trying to conjure her image in your head with all your might but couldn’t. It must be maddening to feel so alone suddenly, alpha prince. But you can never have her back no matter what you do.

I remembered what that lycan said to me and something just ticked in my head.

I am aware that I went through some surgery before but it’s because of an accident that I had with Francine because of Zuleik. It’s not because I was trying to erase my memories because there is no reason to do that.

“I have to know the truth. I cannot just keep on living like this, like everyone is hiding something from me!”

I roamed around the palace trying to find Lucas but he is nowhere to be found. I also cannot ask my parents since they were still on a trip. I also have this nagging feeling inside me that tells me that I could not get anything from the alpha king or queen luna since they will also be covering this up and would disguise this as for my own sake.

So, I just stood there in the middle of the hallway looking up at the painting of the lake that I always love to go to.

I fought tooth and nail to put this painting on display right here that I drew with that image in my head. it just won’t leave my head that’s why I painted it and put it here.

I touched my chest that won’t stop beating like a madman since I saw the photo of Aria.

“Am I going crazy? Why do I think that I have this connection with her? Why do I keep thinking these past days that this is not the first time that I saw her? Why does she look and feel too familiar with me?”

I gasped hard and let my feet move. I don’t want to think anymore because it would only drive me crazy. For now, I will just let my instincts kick in as a werewolf. I would let my wolf decide for me. I would let it replace my rational mind.

It led me to Francine’s room where the woman who gave up her youth to nurse me is still in her wheelchair looking at me as if she is expecting me to come here all along.

“Francine…” My voice broke but I mustered up the courage to ask her the one question that I have been mulling to ask her ever since I saw Aria in the brothel and established a familiar deep connection with her right away.

I knelt before her and reached for her hands gently.

“Francine, tell me.” I paused to take in a long breath. “Did I… did I have a mate before?”