Novel & Cerita The Packs Princess Left

Phillip had run them through what had happened at the pack meeting, and whilst Aislen hadn’t disputed the lawyer’s efficient summary, she had slid frowns at Stella, which had left Heath wondering what the witch had done to annoy her. Nothing about what Phillip had described had surprised Heath. It was typical pack behavior that a lead alpha would not surrender his power lightly, or at all. If Victor had not put on a show before agreeing to assist Aislen and Havermouth with the river towns, Heath would have been more surprised. He agreed with Phillip – Victor had handled the situation with cunning and skill. He was less impressed with Phillip’s solution of having the Triquetra act as tourist

Maera said, and I froze, my worries forgotten right in that moment. Lily packs, I have heard about them before. They were the pack that took in every rogue until one day, the rogues rebelled and killed everyone in the pack. Only the little princess had escaped, but then she had been captured again by another crazy Alpha who used her to satisfy his sexual urges until finally, my father had taken her from him. “You are Princess Mae?” I asked her, and she shook her head, the tears running down her face.

I left the pack and went to live with grandmother in her pack. I had lived there for barely two years when I found out that Princess Lila was going to be the future Luna of the pack. I despised the woman because she was one of the people that had not only made my life hell, but she was just so full of herself and it was annoying.

For a second, I even forgot the faint scent I smelled in the woods earlier that is similar to the one I smelled on Aliyah when she bumped into a guy days ago. Then, suddenly, rumors started spreading that someone said the princess was here. No one knew who started it, but like wildfire, the whispers consumed the whole room. From across the crowd, Adrian and I locked eyes. One nod was all it took. We both knew what to do. I excused myself from my parents and quietly slipped out of the event with Adrian, heading to the Alpha’s office, where Pete was already waiting for us. “What do you think?” I asked as I closed the door behind me. My voice was heavy not just from the rumor itself, but from t

So was I. Over the next few days, while Alex threw a celebration party for Madison, I prepared the paperwork to leave the pack. While they went on dates to the amusement park, I packed my things. Everything I wanted to take fit into one suitcase. While they were at the bar networking and being pressured to drink together, I finished handing off all my responsibilities. Two days later marked my last day at the pack. I was getting ready to leave when a colleague stopped me. She said, "Head up to the Alpha's office. Alex wants to see you."

Their howls fade. I stand in the clearing, sword dripping blood, mark still glowing. My hands shake. Kael kneels. “My queen.” This time, I do not correct him. “We need to go. They will return with more.” “They will.” He rises, taking my hand again. “But tonight you showed them who you are. Word will spread. The loyal packs will know their princess has returned.” I look at the blood on my hands. I am not the same girl who left Shadowfang with nothing but shame.

“I promise to not tell anyone.” “It won’t even matter. I have been made to swear to never step foot in the pack ever again. It is Ridgestone pack.” Lena held her hair with a look of disbelief. “you really are the princess of the same pack that I got lost in?” “my mother owns the resort I had found you. I was volunteering on that day.”

"A girl with a face like yours should be married to some wealthy merchant, not on her knees scrubbing floors." I bit back a laugh. That was the exact reason I ran away from home, from my pack. If only I could tell her the truth that I was actually a princess to the third morst wealthy clan in the continent…but that would be neot be necessary. Especially not when I had been so careful, hiding my identity since my escape led me to moon crest pack, six months ago. "I happen to like scrubbing floors," I said, moving to the next window. The afternoon sun caught the streaks I'd missed, and I scrubbed harder. "Very fulfilling work."

I was just killing time flipping through a book when a commotion outside yanked me out of it. Some pack members were buzzing like crazy as I caught the sound of fast footsteps in front of my door. I glanced out my window and saw a crowd gathering by the castle entrance. Soon a few slick black Mercedes pulled up and I heard everyone whispering about the Royal princess. The princess of the Royal pack had finally shown up. I’d heard tons about her as everyone buzzing about her possible marriage deal with Alpha Kieran, but seeing it go down right there made my gut twist in unbearable pain.

My whole family swears I'm the pickiest eater alive. I complain that the mashed potatoes are too hard, say the vegetables taste bitter, and refuse to touch meat. Dad gets so fed up he slams his hand on the table. "Keep this up and you're going to starve yourself." Mom takes it a step further and signs me up for a reality show that sends city kids to live on a farm. The producers already have my storyline mapped out. The spoiled city kid will refuse to eat, get so hungry she breaks down crying, and beg to go home. But when the first meal is served, I polish off three huge helpings. The livestream viewers lose it. "And she's supposed to be picky?" "Then why won't Maisie eat at home?"