Never Reject A Wolf Princess Novels & Stories

'She's going to be okay', they said. She shifted and everyone could not help staring. 'Wow, what a flaming wolf', went round the hall. 'She's beautiful!' Adrian whispered, fascinated. 'And she is mine!' The applause was deafening. 'Iris has got her wolf and has also shifted!' went the announcement. The wolf was elegant but surrounded by fire, indicating a powerful personality. Alot of people were happy for her but some she - wolves were jealous. 'Not only did she get her wolf, she can also shift and she is from the highest royalty. Can one get any luckier than that?' one said.

I nodded in agreement, “Yeah. They thought that it was a strange combination and the runouts went around. Since no one wanted her, she became a maid. The lowliest of all maids and was made to scrub the floors and cook the meals for the alpha and high ranking werewolves elders. She was bullied everyday by everyone, but most especially by one string female wolf who is from the Beta lineage. You know about the werewolf hierarchy, right? “Yes, I do,” “And you know about the moon goddess our creator and about mates?” “So that’s not a myth? Werewolves really get mates?” “Yes, the moon goddess pairs us. You must be with your mate. Only a few people in werewolf history have ever rejected their mates

The prince stated firmly, ignoring his cousin. “No, I can’t seem to wrap my head around this, she’s not even your type.” Alpha Rylan replied with frustration. The prince didn't say anything, his shoulders were tense when his cousin spoke again. “Oh, I get it now.” I heard Alpha Rylan mutter. “You’re deceiving her right?” “No I’m not,” The prince frowned deeply at him. “I’m not rejecting her, she doesn’t deserve to be rejected because of her lack of a wolf.” He answered in a soft voice.

What if I'm not good enough? "What happens if your people reject me?" I ask. "I'm terrified. I doubt they'll accept a wolf as their queen." "You don't have to think that way, my darling. My people have my best interests at heart," he claims. "They will like you." "But, I am a wolf. We are of different races." "No one will make my decision for me. I am their ruler. Even if you are a human, they will accept you. Nobody dares to confront me."

"That is why I want to talk to you. I can't marry you Saph. As you know I already found my mate. I will lose her if I marry you. We need to do something to get out of this marriage." "Do you think I want to get married to you? I ran away from home for christ's sake. The only reason I agreed to this marriage is that my brother and I have a plan. Do you remember the werewolf that was carried out at the ball? That was my mate so I understand what you are going through." "why do you want to go through with the wedding if you found your mate?" "You do realize who you're speaking to right. I am the princess. My father is the king. My father doesn't want me to get married to a werewolf. He wants us

Sebastian letting out his practiced smile gesture for them to sit. “Now there's no need to be so stiff with me and my fiance, I believe that we are all going to be good friends so why don't we just forgo all these meaningless courtesies?” “But we wouldn't dare–” Damien who sadly had more common sense between the two and was politically engaged knew that accepting such an offer off the bat was seen as disrespectful in the rigid hierarchy that wolves were ruled under. Unfortunately for him his precious Luna did not have that much understanding of how the world runs and was quick to spill out the names from out of hers.

With what little strength I had left, I screamed at them and mentioned the title I had kept buried for years. "This is a warning! I'm the wolf princess of the Werewolf Kingdom! Think about the consequences of hurting me!" They only laughed. "Wolf princess? That ruthless wolf princess from back then? You expect us to believe she turned into a wretch like you?" They ripped what was left of my dress and closed in again. "We're in the wild. No one's coming. Let's finish this." "I won't lie. She's got a hell of a body." I closed my eyes and drowned in despair.

"A toad? This isn't just a toad! My dad begged our clan leader for this golden toad! Now get on your knees!" I lost my patience. I snatched the toad, kicked her straight in the leg, and made her drop to her knees with a loud thud. I then shoved the toad straight into her mouth. "You think you're all that? If you're the Wolf Princess, then who am I?"

I wonder if Father was going to reveal that I was the Princess yet. Father gave a polite smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. “I appreciate the respect. I can arrange an introduction, but marriage is not mine to decide." "But the Hunting Rite tradition clearly..." "We have moved past offering daughters as rewards," Father cut in. "The Elders already agreed that the she-wolf would make the final decision, so the Princess will determine if Alpha Ronan is worthy of her." Ronan smiled confidently and said, “Of course. I only ask for the opportunity.”

I was threatened by Prince Javier. "But, Prince Javier, you're my mate!" I was adamant. "I don't mind! I am an Alpha, and rejection will not bother me!" He replied. That is not correct! If a werewolf rejects his or her mate, they claim to be in so much pain that they may seem to commit suicide. "I'm not going to accept your rejection, Prince Javier!" I responded with a firm reply. I have no intention of accepting Prince Javier's rejection since his role as the future Alpha of the Bloodlust Pack represents a significant opportunity to resurrect the Pack that my parents founded. I will not take rejection from him, no matter what, even if Prince Javier threatens me.