Headed to the Palace

Annalyse

I was beside myself with sorrow. I had to leave home to stay at the palace where my supposed Fated Mate, the Lycan Prince was. I just want Chase. I felt as though my soul was being ripped into pieces.

Mom came in as I was mopping up my face. “Honey! What’s wrong?”, she asked, alarmed.

“Nothing, Mom. I’m just nervous and don’t understand why I can’t just stay home.”, I answered, trying to hold back another flood of tears.

She wrapped me into a hug as she purred, almost humming like she did when I was little and upset. It helped calm me. “Don’t worry, Lyse. Everything will work out as it should.”

“I know. I don’t know why I’m feeling so emotional. I think it’s just nerves.”, I said, worrying my lip and taking a deep breath.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small, ornately carved cedar box.

“I have something for you, Sprite. It was your father’s mother’s.”, she said.

“Your father insisted when you were a baby that you have it the week before your birthday. It will bo