The Royal Wolves Warrior Princess Novels & Stories

None of them have any ounce of fat in their body, instead they were all physically fit with soft to hard muscles and there are even few of them who's really muscular like a man. "Oh there she is! Welcome to the warriors fitness center Princess Jasmin. Everyone! Please welcome the sister of the Alpha King, from the Royal Pack." The group of she wolves bowed their head slightly towards me, which I acknowledge by doing the same. Ayah moved forward from being in the group to greet me with a smile. "Thank you Ayah! Good to see you this morning, and nice meeting you all." I turn my eyes around the place and noticed how it is complete with gym equipments. "Likewise Princess, so, are you ready to sh

This seemed to please the prince, and moments later another, smaller wolf appeared by his side. 'This is my sister, Princess Dalvina, she is the best healer in the realm. She wishes to tend to your mate.' As the princess phased back, fully dressed as was the birthright of the Royal family, she knelt down beside Elena, her brown eyes filled with sadness."If you trust me with your mate, I promise I can fix him." She said softly, putting Elena and Ethan at ease. At her nod, Tibarn returned to where the other Royals were waiting. In an intimidating display of power, identical black wolves stalked through the town under the supervision of four pack warriors, as they made their way towards the Aca

He turns his sharp gaze to the enemies in front of us, sizing them up warily. The princess’s body feels heavy in my arms, damp with sweat and blood. Her eyes are shut, moving back and forth rapidly behind closed eyelids. Her skin is ghostly pale and glossy. Her lips open and close, murmuring words no one can understand. She’s clearly fallen unconscious, well beyond reach now. She’s burning red-hot with fever. The moment Princess Sylvia is out of his hands, Beta Wilson steps away and shifts into a large brown wolf. With a roar that shakes the treetops, Beta Wilson launches himself into combat, hurling himself at the first werewolf in a flurry of fangs and snapping teeth.

I say, looking over at my love, who nods. "When the goddess visited Lisa and gifted her with a wolf spirit, it was because of this battle. And this battle is going to unite werewolf kind under two new royals. I'm sure you three have noticed Lisa and I's marks......According to the Goddess, we will be crowned the new royals, and Riverstone will be the new royal pack," I finish while looking at my most trusted allies. "Makes sense to me. I have never seen a wolf Alpha's size," Clint says, nodding his head with a thinking expression.

❤️ Prince Aragorn (Part 5) ❤️ Werewolf Kingdom: Dark appeared at the compound of the wolf palace and looked around and saw nothing was ordinary. He was gone and reappeared in Raziah's room. Taking in a deep breath and loving the sweet sweat scent lingering in the room, he smiled when saw Raziah, her legs were wide open. He loves the scent of her sweat. The room was dark but he could see very well. With the glare Raziah sent his way made him realize she could also see well in the dark as well.

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.

My four wolf legs landed right in front of the four traitors, who always put on a frightened face. I've managed to switch shifts with the lazy prince. This Alpha wolf of mine roared loudly, then jumped up and ruffled the bodies of the three of them. Prince is famous for having high speed easily tearing their bodies, biting their necks, and scratching every inch of their bodies until they are decomposed like torn paper. The prince's black fur was soaked with the blood of the traitors, and his fangs sharpened as more and more of the flesh he tore shattered.

"Hi everyone, I'm Kelly Anderson. I'm the Wolf Princess." My roommate made a dramatic entrance the moment she walked in. She had on a full set of wolf fur, her makeup was flawless, and she appeared superior to everyone else in the room. "The Wolf Princess? From the ancient race in the myths? I heard they isolated themselves from society, but they're still known to be insanely powerful!" One of our roommates gasped in excitement and practically skipped over to her. Their eyes were wide with admiration. "Is that real wolf fur? That's so cool! I've never seen it before! I heard your people wear wolf fur all the time!"

Kael shifted slightly, placing himself in front of me without looking back. “Stay behind me,” he said. Roran’s gaze flicked to Kael. “Black Wolf Alpha. You’ve made a very serious mistake coming here.” Kael’s mouth curved, just a little. “Have I?” “The princess belongs to the White Wolves.” “She belongs to no one!” He said, his voice like thunder. Roran’s jaw tightened. “Last chance. Hand her over.” “Try it.” Everything exploded. Steel rang. Someone shouted. Someone screamed. I didn’t see who fell first. Kael grabbed my arm and yanked me forward before I could think.

"Your body was too weak for a forced, unnatural awakening, Princess. Years of suppressing the wolves with some toxic liquid vials built an iron wall around your core. The catalyst forced the door open for a single second, but the recoil shattered the lock. The report... the report says your wolf might be forever gone this time around. Permanently burned out." The words hit me in a haze, leaving me very confused and entirely breathless. I stared at the silk sheets, a strange, hollow numbness washing over me. Who had tried to suppress my wolves while growing up? Who could have tried that? I didn't even know how to feel. On one hand, a profound sense of gratitude washed through my chest… I had