The Princess Imprints A Traitor 소설 & 이야기

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

It seemed it had to be something with a lot of secrets she didn't want anyone to hear about. "There's something you need to know," she began, her voice hushed. "My princess I don't know if I am meant to tell you this but I think that lady from the party has gotten herself into trouble. She has been dragged to the dark room and the prince had instructed that her left leg should be imputed" "What lady?" I asked, sounding very confused. I had no idea what she was talking about. " She's the Alpha princess of the Crestine pack, the pack you are from. I have no idea how she had offended the prince, I was busy with the Queen's affairs when I stumbled upon the scene" Eva replied.

I said. “What? Why? I didn’t do anything to you.” “No, but you tried. Just because you didn’t succeed doesn’t mean you did nothing wrong. I have witnesses, remember? The horse is mine.” The Princess looked from the King to Semion and then back to me. Her eyes were widening into their manic phase. I took a step back in anticipation of the imminent explosion. She grabbed her hair on either side of her head and screamed. And then charged at me. Just as she was about to grab me by the neck, I said, “Touch me and you’ll only confirm your broken promise.”

I walked over and pulled him up from the ground by his collar. "Yes," I said, meeting his eyes. "I've reclaimed who I am. And this time, I'm leaving for good. The one who ruined our relationship wasn't Cassie. It was you. You broke your promise." I had never blamed Cassie. A person who wants to betray you will always find a reason. If not her, there would have been another. Daisy, Anna, whoever. Nigel had always had choices. And this was the one he made. That night at the party, he had known the drink was spiked. Yet he drank it anyway.

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 screamed, launching a small astray that sat on the table beside the chair she was bound in towards the psychopathic lord; her eyes filled with fury. Darkous growled lightly, taking a deep breath to calm himself before speaking as the astray bounced off his chest and into the floor. He intended on pushing the young princess, seeing if she would open up to him; tell him something about her life at the palace. The psychopathic lord was curious about her, about how different she was from the rest of them; from her brothers. Whereas they loved the war and craved it like his brother, all the girl wanted was freedom; to help the people and the land rather than fight in a feud she saw no sense i

“Let her go, Cedric! What are you doing?” I release Princess Vivian, and she falls to the ground, pallid. Bella crouches next to her to help her up. Bella glares at me. “What are you doing? She’s the queen!” I look at her with hatred in my eyes. When she sees it, she flinches, and I notice the flicker of guilt on her face. “The queen? She’s not the queen. Where is Leanna?” Bella straightens up, lifting her chin. “This is Princess Vivian, the true Princess Vivian. I imprisoned the impostor. She escaped, but I’m having people track her down. This is the woman meant to be your mate. She has royal blood—”

enough to change the Princess. The moment Princess Ilvira stepped into the throne room, a series of gasps could be heard. The sight of the princess rendered me speechless. Trust me, her attitude might not change over the night but her appearance had a lot of changes.....the kind of change that could be called "from grace to grass" but I would describe it as "from grace to gutter". "That can't be my princess...." Alpha Jarvold bellowed at the sight of his beloved daughter. "Daddy! Mom! I knew you would come for me. I knew y-" Princess Ilvira cried out to her parents, running into Aloha Jarvold's arms immediately after she was released from the guards' stronghold and shackles. Princess Ilvira

Written in fading ink was something that made my breath catch. 'The lost princess must return when the Empire faces its darkest hour.' My hands trembled. Was this really who I was? And if so—who wanted me to forget? I turned the page again. Another picture. This time with a symbol beneath it. The same seal. A castle. A bird. A sword. The same seal that was on Sylvester’s old journal I once saw before his “accident.” My knees weakened. He knew. He knew long before I did. The betrayal stung all over again.

“Find him and you will find this run-away sea witch. We thought about people who have run-away recently and the only person we can come up with that knows or who can figure out everything is—” “The princess of the Southern Kingdom,” I finished. As if my work was not hard already. That princess was matched to another. “She doesn’t seem like a sea witch,” I said aloud. “And, she matched to another. If she couples with the prince, it could cause a war we can not survive. Prince Mitchalus of the Antarctican Pod was not liking her staying with the prince in the first place.” Aquant released another groan.