The Royal Wolves Warrior Princess Novels & Stories

All the Werewolves are connecting with her, she shakes her head and gets back to her feet. “We would like to introduce you Gianna Antonia Jones, Queen of the Werewolves and Princess of the Fae’s. She howls to the sky, and everyone joins her. I can even hear little Onyx mimicking a howling sound, it is so adorable. Gianna turns to me and places a kiss on my lips. “I think I need a drink after that. It looks like it’s your turn baby.” She chuckles as we see the council of the Fae members come to the stage.

'No amount of suffering is worth not meeting the mother who remembered us in her last and inspite of going insane. 'Did you head them? Now get going!' says the late princess in a fury. 'I cannot let history repeat' says the alpha and turns to his pack for a brief second before 2 wolves started to rush towards Jessica and me. They had the predator look in their eyes and we had no choice but to run for our life. We moved few steps back when the late princess interfered and attacked the wolves to protect us.

The King sat atop a massive black stallion, his iron crown glinting in the pale morning light. Beside him stood the Alphas of the Council, their faces grim and expectant. I took a deep breath, smoothing the powder over my cheek one last time. I tilted my head back, exposing the claiming bite for the world to see. I wasn't Raven Dierna, the boy from the South. I wasn't the victim of a feral beast. I was the Princess of Caravia, the mate of the Prince, and I was going to walk into that circle of wolves like I owned the ground they stood on.

I bit my lip hard, trying to take the disrespect, and without hesitating, I blocked his path, ready to attack the moment my wolf felt something off about him. He paused and watched closely. “I only answer to the princess, so get out of my way before I strike you down,” he replied. His pupils were crimson red now. I wanted to talk back, but rather my wolf stayed mute. Acknowledging a higher authority. I coughed and swallowed back the words in my throat. Who on earth is this man? "Damian! What's all the commotion about?” We both turned in the direction of the voice and stared at Hazel; the sunlight shone through her eyes, making them brighter than any star I had seen at night.

Other wolves pack was jealous of him and wanted his territory, but none of them was powerful enough to take him down. King Leonardo ruled over his pack for many centuries. There was peace and prosperity in his land. For many years it seems nothing can break his kingdom down. But one day his Luna died of childbirth. On the day that was supposed to be his happiest was the day he felt he lost everything. On the early eve of spring his youngest princess was born. However, she did not look like the rest of the pack. She had white fur with black nose, and blue eyes. He was outraged with the way she looked. She didn't look anything like him or his luna.

Rhianna was walking through the hallway of her new home, it was a big building, it was now she knew the place had a very large building and Chambers. it was still a surprise to her that her family and park could sell her, all because of power. Rhianna was a silver wolf princess, with silver long hair and emerald green eyes. She was a rare kind, there was no other silver wolf except for her. One thing about her was that she never knew how to make use of her power, she was a princess who only trained herself on physical weapon, She was the courageous type and very good at threatening. Rihanna was a Werewolf but hates Werewolves after the death of her senior brother, who was everything to her.

Low-class wolves like Raya couldn't heal quickly, not the way an Alpha like Nikolai or the King could, with cuts and bruises that could have killed any ordinary wolf basically closing up faster than the eyes could follow. Did the woman have some sort of hidden power? I stretched my hand over my chest, feeling the thud of my heartbeat quicken at the thought. It would explain why the dark prince was so determined to have her to himself that he wasn't even looking my way. “Olivia? Are you okay?” Anya’s cautious whisper brushed past my ears and I quickly arranged my face into a deadpan mask, whirling around where I was seated to stare at the wide-eyed blonde who was crouched ridiculously in the

Wolfgang brushed Douglas' long, sharp-clawed arm aside and flung him into the air. Douglas immediately changed back to his human form, his eyes still filled with hatred, but he knelt before the Wolf King. "Why do you want to kill the prince?" The Wolfkin turned back to his human form and asked Douglas. Douglas, without delay for a second, raised his head and said to the Wolf King: "He stole my wife, sir." "Your wife?" The Wolf King looked at Lily and continued: “Is it her?” “Yes, wolf king!” Lily, who was lying in one place, hugging her body because Douglas had just pushed her hard, immediately stood up.

It hit me then. My parents were upset on my behalf. That wasn’t the right word. They were enraged for me and they wanted someone’s name. Someone they would make pay for what has happened to me. In this case, the witches. All my father was waiting for was confirmation and he really was going to march right down to Armskirk and tear some witches apart. "I am Luna of this pack and the mother of the injured wolf. I have every right to be present for this meeting." The smile was still evident in her voice but her face was frowning, the perfect contradiction.

"I have the records, Adele. The measurements and doses, to empower our entire race, I have spent a decade calculating this. I am not creating a single weaponized wolf to hold a border. I am making an entire army of invulnerable hybrids who answer exclusively to my voice." "The pack will never follow a coward," I spat, glaring up into his placid face. "They know you are insane and Rowan is the true Alpha." "Rowan is the lunatic who can barely keep his own skin from tearing apart," Eric sneered. " Everyone is weary of a king who blacks out and threatens his own captains. When I demonstrate the reality of the Erias serum, they will kneel. And you... you will be the fountain that feeds the empir