The Packs Princess Left Novels & Stories

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

I unbottoned the first fly if my buttons as it became so hot for me at such bizzare imagination. Lex walked in and bowed. "Any news on the Princess yet?" He shook his head in worry. "No, she's not even in flower hills Pack." I sighed. "Maybe she went somewhere as directed, she will comeback when she's done. Let her be and keep checking on her from time and send me some feedback." He nodded and a loud cry of pain broke out, which made me step down from the royal chair and walked out. "What In moon's earth is going on?"

They are looking for the fugitive Princess and runaway future Alphas. “I have put out on all the blogs about the Fugitive Princess, who abandoned her child,” Tristian smirks. “Can we sell her as a Fugitive Princess?” Ari asks, standing over me looking at the list of packs on our side. “You mean win the PR War?” Tristian nods his head. “She has made a lot of enemies through the years and others just don't like her. So, I hope so.” “Tristian won several packs by telling them about you,” I tell Ari. “You are like the lost Princess of the Legend everyone hoped for. The oppressed Cinderella who found her way to the ball.”

She shook her head. His eye twitched, and I smiled brightly. “Plenty of time to learn! We eat a lot of steaks around here. Probably why you’re so skinny, not eating enough meat… In any case, the White Moon Pack was destroyed, and the only princess of the White Moon King was lost in the human world.” Tony gave her fork back, and while she started eating the pieces of steak, she still looked confused. “Do you have questions?” She shook her head and kept eating. Then, Tony’s phone rang, and he left.

Callum replied shyly before burying his face in his mother’s shoulder when she took him back. The interaction was so genuine and heartwarming that I almost wished it would never end. It reminded me of what true Pack bonds looked like—filled with warmth, love, and shared joy. As the Silver Claw Pack was shown inside, the final guests arrived: Alpha Draven and his daughter, Princess Thalia, from the Amethyst Pack. Their car was sleek and colored black with purple accents, a clear nod to their Pack’s name.

Whatever plans she had going on, she wasn’t going to like me interrupting them. But at the front door the butler informed us that the Princess had left that morning, traveling back to the Royal pack. Beta Evan and I exchanged glances as the butler led us into the living room. We’d both clearly been expecting to have to talk our way into the house, or maybe even push our way in. Being let in immediately was a surprise. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so hard after all. Then we walked into the living room and I saw the Alpha.

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

What was originally a blue leaf is now a brown leaf. “My princess, here's the bandages” One of Kate's bodyguards walked up to me and handed me some bandages. I collected it and bandaged him. Thankfully, I was quite skillful in this. Anytime, some of the soldiers do come back from war injured against the other race, I treat their injuries, as right was the only useful thing I could do, after being locked up in a full castle. After bandaging him, I looked at my work with full satisfaction, and left to find my sister.

She realized I wanted her, and she ran. My Savannah, I sigh. A knock on the door interrupts my thoughts. Come in! Good morning, sir, good news. Isabella is going to be the Luna of the pack. I smiled. It is always a woman who holds the king’s crown. The queen is the most powerful piece; no one expects her to strike. I laughed. That last pack will be mine. Now I just have to find Savannah. Any news from the scouts? Sorry, sir, not yet, but soon. Then he left. I closed my eyes and saw her beautiful face.

I fall into step beside a local pack member who looks like he’s had a few too many drinks at a tavern. “Hey, friend,” I say, keeping my voice casual. “Have you heard of any new members joining lately? Maybe a young girl? A maid, perhaps?” The man shrugs, smirking. “Nah. No new members.” He chuckles to himself. “Unless you mean the Princess’s unborn pup. She looks about ready to burst these days. That’s the only 'new' member we’re expecting.” Princess? I didn’t know the Scarlet Pack had a princess.