The Hybrid Princes Pursued Mate

**Liam's POV**

It's now five to seven in the morning, the fifth time looking at my watch anxiously, while I am waiting for my employee. My fingernails in turn are jitterily striking the polished surface of my antique mahogany desk. All my emotions are jumbled-up fragments consisting of only excitement and dread. I can't wait to see her and finally have some alone time with her! Oh, but why can't I shake off this feeling of unease? Her serious expression yesterday, still very fresh in my mind's eye, has had me on edge up until now. I really hope nothing's wrong.

Laura has been working at the Snug Bistro for five months as a waitress, but she is not just any regular employee, she is my fated, my beloved mate. Alas, she would not know this, because she is a human. What makes things worse, my mate is currently in a relationship with another. Oh, how I wish I'd met her first. I would have courted her like any mortal man would and let her love for me develop at a normal pace. I'd love and treat her like the rare jewel she is. Although the bond has been driving me insane, I am not the type to just take her for myself like my barbaric full-blooded brethren would.

"It's not barbaric! It is a blessed pairing giving you the right to take what belongs to you!" snarled Ozouf, my wolf part of my chimaera beast.

"That'ss, not how thingss work in thiss part of the world dog, maybe if she was a werewolf then yesss, but our mate is not," hissed Krait, my serpent head, of my chimaera. I start to rub my temples in frustration, once these two start, there will be no end to it. Ozouf and Krait never see eye to eye, in fact, they are polar opposites. One being cold, scaly and calculative while the other is warm, fuzzy and impulsive.

"Oh shut up you scaled worm! What does a cold-blooded reptile like you know about fated bonds? That's why I'm the head and you are the tail," Ozouf snarled trying to snap at Krait behind him.

"I can easily bite you in the arssse furball, making sure that you will not be able to ssit for a week," Krait spat displaying his fangs warningly.

"Just try-"

"Can you both at least try to act civil for once?! It's bad enough that I'm stuck sharing a body with you! Now, behave! It's rare for us to have one-on-one time with our fair cherub, so please don't ruin this endearing occasion!" shrieked Giaan, the eagle head of my chimaera. Out of the three heads, he has the most sense.

Ever since we discovered our beautiful mate, my chimaera has been in a sour mood and an absolute nightmare! The three of them are quick to bicker with one another over the smallest of things, but I can't fully blame him. Our mate is currently with another man, and we see her every day, only able to admire and observe from the shadows. We can smell the fucker on her, plaguing us each passing day. What drives my chimaera up the wall the most is he knows she had given that man her most valuable gift, intended for us.

As a mystical being, I should have felt my mate's presence the moment our fated infinity vine mark appeared on my arm six years ago. However, since she is human, we were unable to find her, until she showed up at my bistro looking for employment.

Three knocks tore us from our bickering. "Come in," I said in my usual tone after clearing my throat.

The door delicately opened, revealing my enrapturing mate. All four of us let out a collaborative sigh at her presence. I took a deep breath and put on my earnest manager mask, but I couldn't help feeling powerless. I gazed upon her helplessly. She was bewitchingly beautiful, with long black hair and large grey eyes that seemed to magically transform with every outfit she wore. Slightly plump curvaceous body, only more for me to love.

"Ssso breathtakingly beautiful," Krait breathed salaciously.

Ozouf rolled his eyes, but couldn't agree more, his tongue was out, panting like a happy puppy, whining, begging for the chance to lick her face. Giaan's feathers fluffed up whilst cooing helplessly. I found it astonishing how my mate's presence, so easily subdued my large beast. He turned into a tamed infant only pining for her affection and touch.

"Morning Mr. Custos, thank you so much for letting me come see you," she said as she entered my office timidly.

My heart fluttered as I heard her mellifluous voice. Dammit, get a hold of yourself, Liam! "No problem at all. Please have a seat, Laura." I nearly betrayed myself as I spoke her name. Why is this so fucking difficult?! I'm not even a pure-blooded werewolf! Forget that I thought I'd never be blessed with a mate; being entirely enchanted like this by the bond is ridiculous!

"It's true love, my confused shell. Love harnesses a power none of us can make sense of," Giaan murmured helplessly. I was pulled from my thoughts when I heard my mate sit down.

"So what do I owe the pleasure of this rare visit?" I asked somewhat giddy.

She developed a shy smile, then cleared her throat before she spoke. "Although I really enjoy working as a waitress here, I have a dream of becoming a chef one day," she said, making my heart almost stop. Is she going to leave the bistro? Please no, I can help-

"I wanted to ask if I could maybe start working part-time in the kitchen as a dishwasher?" she asked with unease, and I could hear her nervous heartbeat.