Princess Laura didn't know where to start from. There was a whole lot to say and tell about the werewolf mating. She had heard her father discuss topics about mating over the years and it was one of the most sensitive and secretive things of the werewolf kingdom.Mating was spoken about before outsiders. It was one of the scared firm of werewolves and wasn't meant for outsiders. It was strictly for werewolves.The only reason she had agreed to tell the prince all that she knew was because he was getting married to her and that meant he had to learn about the werewolves customs and how things work since they were from different kingdoms. Just as she was about to start, the prince asked. "Can werewolves mate in wolf form?""They can but with other supernaturals it's impossible." She answered. The prince nodded and asked next, "how does the marking work?" He had read this the mating book but he needed to sure she wasn't telling him the wrong information."The male werewolf bites the
Princess Laura smiled seeing herself in the mirror. Her dress was just as she had dreamed and imagined. It was a very big ball dress that would need the help of right maids. Just like she wanted, the pure white gown was embellished with authentic diamonds and pearls. Her hair was packed in a high bun with flowery pins holding them and a shining silver crown. The princess gave a satisfied smile, flashing her pearly whites. Mary was by her left side in her red dress. She had settled to making her dress by her own self . It wasn't as elegant like she would have wanted and the feathered design she had added to the end of the dress looked odd and out of place. Wiping the corner of her eyes, Elaine sniffed and gave Laura a hug. She couldn't believe the princess was getting married. She had watched Laura grow into the fine young wolf that she was and it was hard to think that the little child from years ago was getting married and was fully independent. "You look so beautiful." Princess L
Laura couldn't breathe. She couldn't stop the flush that rose from her chest and went all the way to her hairline. Her head felt very light and she was dizzy, hot. It was probably the wine she had drank that affected her sensibilities. "Let's go." She stared up at Prince Nicholas as she stood, smiling wide at him. He looked at her like she must be mad and she felt like so. Her cheeks ached from the force she put on the smile but she couldn't tune it down. She placed her hand in his and stood, her eyes roving over the room as they walked around the table. The lanterns littering the walls have a very bright light that caused her head to pound the more.She felt Prince Nicholas place a steadying hand on her waist and she sank into him, resting most of her weight on him. She didn't think she drank too much, but it was obvious that it was what caused her weakness. "How much did you drink?" Nicholas voiced her own thoughts and her face scrunched up in thoughts. Nicholas thought that she
Surely, this had to be a lighting trick. Something her mind conjured to make her think she looked like the spoiled princess so she'd relieve herself of the heartache while thinking that she could be Laura. None of this made sense.Panicked, Lily swept her paw across her vanity, surprised when she upended the table with a shocking amount of strength that she had never possessed.Okay, she needed to sit down for a bit and think. Yes, that was probably just it. Her mind was putting her in the werewolf Princess shoes so that she could dream up a life with Nicholas. That'll never happen.She closed her eyes, counting to five before reopening them. She could see her eyes grow darker and she gave another shout when her back cracked and she was forced to bend over from the pain. Her mouth ached, her head ached, her whole body was on fire and it kept getting worse. Her spine was bending and contorting itself. If this was what it felt like to transform, she didn't want any part of it. She sh
The sound of silence, the still noise of the isolation cave, that same stillness that comes before the storm is what woke Lily up, scared. She sat up to get a sense of my bearings, noting the dark lighting in the room. The lamp lights were dim but they kept flickering slowly. She would have to get someone to change the oil. She groaned aloud and fell back into the hard bedding. Her night had been a roller coaster of wild emotions. She knew she was made of tough skin and that it took a lot to bring her down but still, she had never been hit this hard. She shouldn't care but she couldn't take her mind of Nicholas. The perfect picture couple they were sure to have made yesterday made her sick to her stomach with jealousy. She couldn't stand it. It was as though she was looking at a warped portrait. Her heart felt shrunken and sunk. Try as she may to focus her thoughts on other things of importance, they keep drifting back to Prince Nicholas. It's why she had to isolated herself, why
Lily was so angry. Her chest heaved up and down, her cheeks flushed. The feeling she had gotten from the transformation didn't abate even after days past and she had felt the joy wane as she had come down from the high that she had surprisingly enjoyed. And now, staring at the high priestess made all of her anger and confusion rise up again. She could feel another transformation coming on and tamped it down, telling herself to calm down and take everything in stride. "I want to know where I came from."The high priestess stared at Lily. She didn't look shocked or surprised, in fact, it felt like she had been waiting for the day that Lily would finally ask. "You know who I am. What I am." It wasn't a question. Lily stated the obvious truth and watched to see any expression mar her face. The high priestess remained as stoic as ever, staring at Lily with something akin to annoyance."Why would you keep that from me?""I didn't know. I guessed, but I wasn't sure." The high priestess ma
Lily stared at the creature still floating in the air for some seconds because she was damn well frozen in shock. She used the few seconds to process the fact that she had transformed into something that she knew was clearly not of kayaan blood, it was wild, untrained and unrestrained. It scared her."Lily," the being breathed again in a whimsical voice that made the hair on Lily's neck stand. It was both soothing and commanding.Lily stumbled back again as the being moved forward a little. She stared at it in utter disbelief and fear, both emotions quite foreign to her who was known to be fearless. "What are you?" She questioned and the being just smiled. It possessed the most beautiful face Lily had ever lain eyes on. High cheekbones, a dimpled chin and cheeks, a small but straight nose and cherry red lips. The only thing Lily could not make out was the colour of its deep eyes. It was constantly flickering and was as entrancing as it was when looking through a kaleidoscope."I am
Laura was laying stiff on her bed in an almost lifeless manner. It was what she wanted to be at the moment, lifeless because at this moment, life had little meaning to her. Laying up on her back on her bed, she felt the salty tears run from her eyes and trail silently all the way inside her disheveled hair. It was never supposed to be that way, she thought back to what Nicolas had done, bringing his vampire men to rape the werewolf women. All that was supposed to transpire that day was the ritual and then, the women would've gone home to their families but no, Nicolas had soiled the day and had forever tarnished the memories in the heart of her people.She laughed out into the dark, choking on her tears and coughing heavily. The tears ran faster down her cheeks and her lungs fought for oxygen. During the paroxysmal process of coughing and crying, she'd rolled off the bed and was now on the ground. The end of her coughing fit was the beginning of her break down because she wrapped h