HelenaIt was all a bit much, but I kept my pose. It felt so unreal that I had to read the letter from the lab a couple of times before it actually sank in. I was born Princess Phillipa, but I couldn’t see anyone calling me by that name. All my life I had been known as Helena. I knew it would make my parents very happy if I started using the name they gave me, but I wasn’t ready for it.Oliver suggested that we take it one step at a time. He hovered around me almost as if he was trying to protect me. More than normal. I loved him even more for that. Now that the truth was out, it was as if everyone wanted a piece of me. They were expecting me to just jump into the role. They didn’t understand that I hadn’t lived the life of a royal until I met Oliver.I was one of them. I was lower than some. I lived as an omega most of my life and spent four years as a slave. I understood the pain and suffering some of them went through better than any royal ever would. It took a day or two for me to
HelenaOliver looked shocked. My father started to protest which made me understand completely why I begged for mercy all those years ago when Oliver wanted to kill all the werewolves. Things changed. I changed.“You heard me.” I growled when nobody moved. Oliver gave the order and the masters were killed. What none of the men in my life seemed to notice was that I picked only the worst of the worst. The people I knew wouldn’t change. The people who would make sure that slavery continued. I learned my lesson after Liam kidnapped me.“Helena! You can’t decide who lives and dies!” My father growled as we walked into our tent just outside the slave camp. I rolled my eyes.“Would you have made the decision? Tell me, father. Would you have given the order? No! You wouldn’t. You would let them go. You can’t let people like that go. They come back with greater force. Oliver and I know that. We lived through it. We set the innocent slaves free. The people who can still have a future. Unfortun
HelenaTaking care of business was easy. I had a goal and I would do whatever it took to reach that goal. Like when I was a rogue. I had to find shelter and food and I did. Now that I was the queen of the Lycans … The actual rightful princess of the one kingdom and queen of the other felt a little strange. I wasn’t sure of myself. It shouldn’t have changed anything about me. I was still me. I was still the same girl who was an omega orphan and a slave.I felt a little lost. Being a princess and a queen was never my goal. I wasn’t entirely sure what my goal was! The only goal I could think of was raising Eli right. Now that the werewolves were all gone and the slave masters were taken care of, I had no other goals. It was strange. I didn’t have to look for food or clothes. It was honestly the first time in my life I had absolutely nothing to do. Not having a goal that would help me survive was frustrating. My frustration very quickly showed its ugly head when I had my first fight with
OliverHelena had come such a long way that I couldn’t help but feel proud of her. I thought about the first day we met and the fire I saw in her eyes. That fire was still burning to this day. It was the first thing I noticed about her. It was the first thing I fell head over heels in love with. The mate bond brought us together, but the fire in her eyes was what made me fall in love.Finding out that she was the girl I was promised all those years suddenly made everything make sense. The moon goddess always found a way to bring those together that were meant to be together. She gave me a son whom I simply adored!My life was perfect and there was no way I could have asked for more!HelenaOliver and I had been intimate since I returned. I hadn’t thought about contraceptives. I wasn’t intimate in the four years I was a slave. It wasn’t necessary. I didn’t think about it! I woke up in the early hours of the morning feeling sick as hell! This couldn’t be happening! I was ready to face m
HelenaThere was joy in both kingdoms on the day of my coronation as princess. As we made our way into my parents’ city, the people were throwing flowers on the road. All around us people were singing and laughing and I could feel the excitement in the air as we made our way through the gates that led to the castle. Our family flags hung from every window in the castle and all around us, people were preparing for the huge event later that afternoon.My mother had a dress ready and I felt awkward in the enormous dress, but I would do whatever it took to make her happy. I was still struggling with it all, but I knew they were my parents. That was enough to help me push through everything that made me feel uncomfortable. The ceremony was quick and the people could be heard cheering outside the throne room as soon as I turned around with my new crown on my head.It would have been easier to take care of all the pomp and ceremony if I was never kidnapped. But since things happened the way,
HelenaI woke up in Oliver’s arms with the strangest thought. Pain is what forces us to grow. I was living a happy life when I was a rogue. I didn’t know better. I knew worse. I thought I was happy on my own until I found Oliver. I was ripped from his life and thrust into another couple of years filled with pain, but at the same time, I had the joy of having Eli with me.Pain was what forced us to grow. It was an integral part of life. We couldn’t avoid it. That was probably the worst realization I had ever come to. My children would one day also experience pain in some way and there was no way I would ever be able to stop it. I could only be there for them when they broke into a million pieces. I could help them pick up the pieces and help them glue them all back together, but I couldn’t stop them from breaking at some point in their lives.I looked at Oliver as the moonlight floated into the room, illuminating his face. This man who changed my life! He came into my life, and turned
HelenaThe news that the divided Lycan kingdom had finally become one spread far and wide. We had barely moved into the castle when the first visitors arrived. They said they were there to congratulate us and to see me, but I knew they were there to assess our strength.It was just the way things happened in our world. You can’t allow another species or group to be stronger than yours. It could mean the difference between life and death. The survival of your people depends on it. I studied our guests just as much as they were studying us. I had a bad feeling about some of them, but not all. We were officially the strongest group in our world.If we wanted to wipe some of them out, we could. We weren’t planning any wars that I knew of, but I had a bad feeling. Allowing everyone into our castle made me feel unsafe. It gave them all the opportunity to see everything. When I mentioned it to Oliver, he said I was being silly, and I was furious with him for a couple of days.Oliver hadn’t l
HelenaThe vampires were far stronger than I anticipated. They ran over our border warriors as if they were nothing and before long our entire pack was captured. Everyone was gathered in the castle square. I looked around at some of our people, and it broke my heart to see how many of them had been hurt. They were healing, which made me realize how badly some of them must have been injured.I couldn’t understand why the vampires attacked now. After all these years, we weren’t any kind of threat to anyone. After the slave traders were taken care of, we lived in peace with everyone! The king of the vampires stepped forward finally. The sneer on his face sent a shiver down the back of my spine. I really hated him. I never trusted the man, but now I hate him!He was the biggest chauvinist you would ever meet in your entire life. The man didn’t even acknowledge me when they visited us the first time. He was also a purist. Which meant he hated my kind. Werewolves were an abomination in his