Princess-wolf Novels & Stories

She let herself down and allowed the spirit to go into her. She groaned as she changed Into a huge wolf, the size of a lion. It was strange, for a newly formed wolf to be as big as she was. Something was behind it and the answer wasn't far-fetched. She was a mixed breed... Daughter of a werewolf and a witch. She's a were a witch. A rare breed, born once in a century.

“Don’t worry about that, you are not going to be with Christina for long. This is just to keep you away from the fairy princess.” She seemed fine with all that. I left her to go and sort that out when I met Adolph on the way walking with the princess. She did not waste time going to Adolph about this. “Brother, we were coming to look for you.” I stood there and said nothing waiting for him to speak. “The princess here wants one of your she wolves to be in her service while she is here.” I frowned. “The princess has her own people, she doesn’t need ours, besides. All our elite she wolves are already assigned to royals, not one is available. I just assigned the last one to our sister.” Adolph

He understood that I was conversing with my wolf. “Alpha Remus, we will have to reject the conditions of the warlocks," I informed him. "The Crown Princess and Xanne are from the same pack and were once best friends. Cissy will never allow us to leave Xanne's two young pups without their mother. I don't want to find out what she'll do when I break this news to her.” “I respect your decision, but what are our options now if the hybrid Princess uses witchcraft?” he inquired with a sense of panic.

He felt it to be the most blissful day of his life as the girl he liked was voluntarily holding his hand and he wished for the time to stand still so that he could hold her hand forever. However, Laurier knew that it was impossible between him and her. If his intuitions and deductions were right, then Raelynn was not only a Commander. She was also the princess of the kingdom of Volar and Lord Eldrick's sister. Why would someone of high standing and such esteemed caliber consider being his woman when he was nothing but a Knight Commander? Although his father was the Baron, they were just insignificant people in the eyes of royalty who ruled over the kingdom.

and I wasn't alone. "KWEN!" The prince, witch and human girl shouted. Prince Cersai raced towards his mate. She laid in the lap of the human girl. I trired to fight back my irrational want for her-my wolf being no different. "How the hell does she passes out when she was two seconds from killing me!!"

Hiding the can of mace behind my back I turn towards the wolf and try to reason with it first. "You know that I am the Princess," I tell the wolf but it remains unmoved. "My father, the Lycan King, will stop at nothing to get me back. If you let me go he just might spare you." The wolf snarls in my direction and bares its teeth. Okay. So much for trying to reason with a werewolf. I whip the can of mace out from behind me and spray in the wolf's direction. The wolf howls out in pain and I take off running in the opposite direction of Jarek's car.

I wanted to be anywhere but sitting at that table. “My apologies to my lovely companion,” Jack bellowed for the vampires at the end of the table to hear, “I was so occupied with our very special guest, Prince Mandrake of Kurr, that I neglected to see to her wardrobe. Please join me in making her welcome at this table, for she is perfect just as she is. As for tomorrow, it is my sincerest hope that one of you lovely ladies will see your way to introducing my princess and love to our Dresser.

She looks to Grace again, who nods once more, "We have a legend in this kingdom that one day a princess, the rare red wolf, will find her mate in the rare black wolf of our kingdom's royal family..." I hide my gasp as much as I can. How could they know I was a red wolf? I haven't been here long enough to shift. I glare at the female, making her whimper a little as I say, "What makes you so sure that I am this rare red wolf of this legend?" The female whimpers a little more but whispers.

awaken my wolf! With my quick moves, I attacked the rogue who was holding the princess. My white fur was splashed with the rogue's blood. On my fangs, I could taste his blood. My gaze was drawn to the terrified princess. Her eyes begged for help. And I'm not sure why my wolf seemed so excited to see her eyes locked on mine. I glanced at her and told her to flee. She stood up and left the room without saying anything. I saw her flee for her life. It was snowing severely, and every step she took left a trail of tracks on the snowy ground.

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.