Chapter 2

“How is she feeling Grump?” asked King Herod with a worried look.

“Your Majesty, she will be fine. She just needs a lot of rest since it's her first transformation. She will get used to it soon.” Grump replied.

Grump was one of the oldest werewolves in the kingdom, he was more of a healer and a doctor to the royal family. Tho not the modern society doctor.

Grump gathered his properties together and left the room which Caroline had been brought into.

She had regained her normal human shape. Herod looked down at his pale looking daughter. Different thoughts flowed through his mind. He couldn't bear the thought of losing her. She was the only thing that gave him hope and reminded him of his late wife.

Herod let out a deep sigh, “The time has come Princess, I can’t cage you up any longer.” he muttered.

He used the large soft blanket to cover her up, the weather was cold and adding to her condition she probably felt cold as well. He kissed her head and then walked out of her room closing the door slowly so as not to make a noise.

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“I’ve been waiting for you.” A deep husky yet sweet masculine voice said to Caroline.

“Waiting for me? Who are you?” she asked, she couldn't see his face clearly from all the mist just his shadow shown brightly under the moonlight.

“Your mate Caroline, come fast!” he shouted as his voice disappeared slowly with the cloudy mist.

“Mate! Wait, don't go!” Caroline called back as She ran closer to where he was but he was gone.

Caroline jolted up from her sleep, her head throbbed loudly that she held her hand against it and groaned slightly. It was already the break of dawn but the sun.

She sighed as she got up from her bed. She headed to the bathroom, she looked herself in the mirror and the memories of last night flooded back in. She looked At her hands And fingers which were long and hairy last night but they looked perfectly fine now.

“Get it together Carl, it was your first transformation.” she sighed. She never thought transforming would be this painful. She had watched other wolves transform and thought it was funny from the looks on their faces. Now she was feeling the same way or better still worse.

She turned towards the bathtub and filled it with warm water and soaked herself in it. The tension from her muscles lessened a bit. After she sat in the water for a while, she came out, headed to the shower and took a quick bath, scrubbing off the first on her. She rinsed off and left the bathroom.

She headed to her Closet as she damaged through it looking for something simple and free to wear, she couldn't find any making her frustrated. She growled and screamed, scattering all the clothes in the closet.

Seeing what she had done out of control, she quickly calmed down. Something was wrong with her. She felt thirsty and hungry. Her appetite grew large, something food won’t dissolve.

She went back to her bed and slumped on it. She would just wait till a maid came in to attend to Her. She stared at the white marble ceiling with a blank look.

It wasn't Long till someone came knocking at her door.

“Come in!” Caroline called out.

A maid walked in, bowing her head To the ground as usual.

“Greetings, your highness.”

“What is it?” Caroline asked, not impressed by whatever she cared to say.

“I came to serve her highness if she might be in need of anything.”

It was like the gods could hear her request at the moment. She turned lazily to the maid.

“I need some human clothes, something free I can wear. I also need books.”

“Would your highness tell me what kind of books she wants to read, is it more romance or fantasy?” the maid asked.

“No, just history books. Werewolves to be specific, transformation and mating books.”

“Yes, your highness.” She bowed and left the room.

It wasn't Long till the maid returned with the things she was asked to bring.

“Your highness, these are some of the clothes I could find from the human kingdom and here are the books you requested.” she said placing them on the bedside

“Thank you, you can leave.” Caroline dismissed the maid. She looked at the clothes brought to her. They weren't so bad, there was a long white flowered flat dress which had no sleeves, a white plain shirt and two denim blue jeans shorts.

She quickly wore the dress since it was the most comfortable among the rest. It had a layer of undergarment beneath it. The dress made her look like some abandoned fairytale princess. It wasn't all that bad.

Caroline picked up the books, they looked so old and dusty. With an inscriptions that says HISTORY OF THE CREATURES OF THE NIGHT.

She flipped through the pages of the book as she read about everything she wanted to know about Werewolves. She Saw how they transformed under the full moon and how they could shape shift.

She came across a page that says mating. Werewolves are prone to go on a killing spree just to find their mate as soon as they transform.

It explained everything she felt, the sudden hunger and feelings that surged through her skin.

The idea of a mate Had never really dawned on her But now she did feel a part of her was missing. Caroline had never left the kingdom so finding her mate would be a hell of a job for her.

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“Your majesty, the time has come for you to let her go you can’t keep her captive forever.” Grump said.

“The world out there is dangerous, what if something happens to her? I’ll have to blame myself.”

“Your majesty, we all know she is stronger and tougher than we think. She is no ordinary wolf. She has to find herself.”

“Grump, many wolves are out there ready to attack her. I can’t let that happen. You should know better.”

“The witch says she is a reincarnation of Tala, I believeshe still possess her powers.”

“To hell with what the witch said! I can not afford to loose my daughter.” Herod exclaimed, anger and worry filled his eyes.

“Sigh…she will eventually want to go away sooner.” Grump replied In a calm tone.

Caroline walked in on them, interrupting their conversation.

“Greetings Your Majesty, Greetings Grump,” she said bowing her head down.

“Greetings your highness” Grump replied.

“Caroline, why are you out of bed? You should be resting.” Herod said as he examined her clothes, which she wore.

“I'm all better dad,” she replied with a smile.

“That's great, but Uhmm…whar happened to your clothes?” Herod asked a confused look etched on his brows.

“Oh! My clothes didn't seem so comfortable for me so I asked the maids to get me something loosed. Is it so bad?” she asked squinting her eyes, she hoped he would over look it.

“It's all good tho, not so bad.” Herod replied with a smile.

“That's great then.”

“So tell me What brings you here, Princess?”

“Dad…Your majesty i don’t know how this might sound but...” she paused glaring at him to see his full expression as she tried to form her words.

“…I want to search for my mate.”