Chapter 5 Farewell

"Hello, I'm Malia." Malia started her introduction but froze when she looked up into the eyes of the stranger sitting opposite her.

"Mate!" He declared dominantly with a growl.

Malia felt something stir in her when she heard that but it was not enough to move her.

She knew then though that she had just found her first mate in this stranger called Greg, but aside from a slight attraction to him, she had no other feelings for him

Finding a mate did not guarantee that you would spend the rest of your life with them. Just like how one would find a potential match, one would find a mate.

A mate was a person who had the highest probability of compatibility with the other person.

The thing was that one could only find a mate three times and that was it.

If you do not take a liking to any of them, you are destined to be alone for the rest of your life.

Well, at least it was better to marry your mate than someone who could never be your match anyway.

So Malia was a bit relieved, but that did not change her aversion towards this planned marriage.

For Gregory, the moment he saw the petite redhead walking in, he had already felt an unexplainable attraction towards her.

He did not expect that, as this was just a marriage of convenience.

When his father had forced him to marry and had shown him the portraits of multiple princesses, he had chosen Malia because she was pretty.

Who knew that the moment he stood before her, his wolf would awaken and he would become so restless? He restrained himself as he did not want to scare her and ruin her image of him as a gentleman, but even with that, he couldn't help but call her his mate.

She looked away from him with an eye-roll and it was then that he realized he had been staring intently at her.

Malia was very uncomfortable with the intense way his now black eyes were staring at her, so she rolled her eyes and looked away.

Gregory's eyes changed back to auburn as he fully restrained his wolf.

"I'm sorry for my rudeness. I didn't mean to stare at you like that. Its just that once I found out that you were my mate, my wolf became way too restless and I couldn't control myself. I hope you will forgive me." Greg explained and he apologized.

Malia was surprised by his gentlemanly nature and the fact that he admitted to his wrongs. Her impression of him increased, but only a bit.

She was experienced enough with betrayals and lies to know that a persona could be failed but it could not be kept up for long.

Seeing as there was not enough time between their marriage and their meeting to know if he was actually a fake, she did not fully believe his personality, but she did not have enough time to explore him.

"No worries, I know that you did not mean it. Its alright." She assured with a perfunctory smile on her face.

Greg could see that she was a bit distant but his heart soared at the challenge of making her cold and distant violet eyes melt with love and adoration for him.

He had to have her, come rain or shine!

"Oh! Where are my manners? I almost forgot to introduce myself. I'm Gregory Brine, but you can call me Greg Second prince, of the kingdom of Sylvia. It's my pleasure to meet up with such a beautiful lady like you", he said with a sweet smile as he introduced himself.

Malia did an inward eye roll at the fact that he mentioned the title he had.

He must be so proud of the fact that he is a prince. What a showoff!

Externally though, she maintained her smile and introduced herself.

"Nice to meet you 'prince' Gregory. I'm Malia Carlton." She explained, making sure to enunciate the prince before his name.

Greg noticed her displeasure at how he introduced himself, so he quickly changed the topic.

"So, what are the things you are interested in? I mean that I would very much like to know your hobbies." He asked before placing his elbow on the table, upturning his palm and resting his chin on it.

"I don't really have hobbies. I do enjoy reading a good book sometimes, so that does count as one." she answered truthfully, knowing he was trying his best to make conversation.

"That is nice. I do enjoy rearing sometimes, but I mostly just train, so I don't have much time to develop a hobby."

She nodded in understanding.

They went back and forth with their questions and Malia found that she actually didn't hate their interaction. Its just that she found it boring soon enough, but she couldn't be rude, so she answered diligently.

By the time they were done chatting, it was already noon.

Malia expressed her intention to go home as she had enough already.

Greg wanted to keep talking to her but he knew that he shouldn't test her limits yet, so he agreed to take her back.

At first she wanted to decline his offer to take her back, but due to his persistent insistence, she had no choice but to agree lest she offended him.

They walked out of the restaurant together and got into the carriage he had brought with him.

He wanted to keep chatting with her but she had enough of being polite, so she gave him one-word answers.

Seeing her cold attitude, Greg's eyes flashed with a glint of anger but it was gone before she could notice it.

I think I have to teach her some manners when she is finally married to me!

They soon got to the palace after about thirty minutes and, at his insistence, he escorted her to the gates.

She bade farewell to him as fast as she could and rushed inside.

He stared at her retreating back and couldn't help but smile.

Soon!

Soon, you will be mine little beauty!

He turned and left once she was out of sight.

At the window of one of the rooms, Cecilia stared at his retreating back with gritted teeth.

Her jealousy doubled as she observed his handsome face.

She had also witnessed their interaction and it irked her.

Just wait you bitch! I will make sure you don't get to marry him!