My life was a living hell. I was King of Shlathe, a thriving fae kingdom. I was ruler since I was seventeen, when my parents were assassinated by fire. That was one of the hardest days of my life.

On my coronation, The Oracle, a sacred old woman who saw the future if the gods willed, approached me. She told me my fated mate was the princess of Voslon, a nearby kingdom. She told me this princess would be precious and caring, and my sacred mate.

Naturally, I immediately went to Voslon. But after talking to the monarchs, I was told their princess was stolen away when she was an infant. It felt like my world was crumbling in on itself. My parents were ripped away, and now the best thing that was ever supposed to happen to me.

I threw myself into finding her. I tirelessly searched for her, for clues daily. I was cold, agitated, and displeased every moment she couldn't be by my side. Now, years later, The Oracle had visited me again.

The Oracle told me my fated mate was still alive, and in Voslon at that. She gave me instructions on how to find her, and blessed me with good luck. For the first time in years, I felt hopeful instead of angry and detached.

I go travel to Voslon immediately. I go to a large festival and search for her. My bond tugged me insistently as if guiding the way. There were so many fae- it would be tricky spotting her.

My world stops as I see her. She's young, and gods damned beautiful. My mate is talking with a friend, ordering a drink. My mate. I've finally found her.

I stalk over to her, my legs moving quickly, not quick enough. She only sees me for a split second before I've grabbed hold of her wrist and teleported us back to my castle. Id have to tell the queen and king of Voslon I found their lost daughter but in the meantime Ineeded her to realize how important she was to me.

We teleport into my room, and I feel relief that I've finally found her- until I see her expression. "Hey hey hey, everything's okay" I say soothingly, trying to calm her "I'm King Maverick. You're..my mate"