Novel & Cerita The Wolf Princess Book

~ THE WOLF PRINCE (Prince Dmitry Vashkov II’s story) Vasilisa is taken from her pack by the Royal Protectors along with seven other girls from different packs to be presented to their once missing prince, Prince Dmitry Vashkov II. All she wants is to be a wallflower, stay in the background and have the Prince send her home out of boredom. What she doesn’t expect is to kiss a handsome stranger while trying to sneak out of the palace one night and find out the next morning that the handsome stranger is none other than the Wolf Prince himself. At the same time, there is a prophecy going about the extinction of the werewolf species, and the Prince’s mate is believed to be either the Savior or th

Suddenly, Glory coded to Prince Xander that he was infatuated and not to move. "Prince, did you hear that?" asked Glory. Prince Xander tried to hear better, then nodded. "I heard it, Glory. It's like something is coming our way," answered Prince Xander. "Princess is coming," Glory whispered, then disappeared. Prince Xander's eyes kept looking in the direction the voice came from. Suddenly, behind the trees, in the darkness of the night, he saw a shadow. It's getting clearer and clearer. He smiled when he saw a wolf walking towards him. He stepped forward towards the wolf. When the distance between the prince and the wolf was very close, suddenly, the wolf lay down and instantly turned into a

He said sternly then handed me the large white spell book. "Fine!" I barked, knowing this was foolishness. "I Anna-Leigh, am a princess of the blood, chosen by God to rule this land. I am in love with a wolf and I am important, I am the witch with the seven qualities of light and I will save my nation and this world." I screamed it out so they all knew what I had said and meant it as much as I could.

I finally answer, “but one day the little wolf outsmarted the sorcerer. When he wasn’t looking, she hit him over the head and ran to freedom, where she met a handsome prince who vowed to love her forever.” Glancing at Lila to make sure she’s still awake, I press on. “Still, the little wolf was very afraid of the prince because of everything the sorcerer did to her. She thought he was like the man who hurt her, and because she remembered all the terrible things the sorcerer told her about the world, she convinced herself the prince didn’t really love her and ran away.” “She ran away?” Lila repeats with a furrowed brow.

My instincts flare, and I instinctively recognize the sound… it's a fierce, unmistakable growl that reverberates through the very air around me. Suddenly, a blur of fur and red eyes leaps into my field of vision, a magnificent wolf with eyes burning like embers. Aloria… My heart races as I realize she has defied the odds and come to my rescue. There's no time for hesitation as she lunges at the prince, her powerful form a whirlwind of fury and determination.

Knowing we won't be meeting again. I don't know why but my wolf growl when I made my way out of the house. It's as if it was telling me something. As if it knew something. But then again, I've long detach the thought of finding my mate. In the first place my wolf doesn't surfaces that easily and it's dangerous at that. And then who would want to mate with a cursed prince. Maybe that was why the moon goddess didn't let me meet my mate. Knowing it won't be beneficial to me.

--Alyssa-- I was deeply engrossed in the book I had found. It was believed that the white wolves were the first of their kind to come into existence, blessed with extraordinary powers. They had the ability to heal, control the earth and everything within it, and even communicate directly with the moon goddess. These gifts made them revered but also envied, and eventually, the other wolves' jealousy led to a devastating purge aimed at eliminating the white wolves entirely.

The princess almost escaped once; we cannot allow it to happen again. My wolf takes over, and I let him. It’s far easier to run up the mountainside without my human consciousness noting every detail. Everything is a blur as my wolf's paws step steadily from one rocky patch to another. While my wolf navigates, my mind wanders to the scene in the castle. I honestly didn’t think it was going to be so easy, taking the princess from her homeland. But it was one of the simpler tasks we’ve ever completed. I don’t think I’ll ever forget the fear in her eyes when my wolf stood before her, lowering my head to look into her jade eyes. She tried to hide it, to pretend like she was strong, but it was qui

he’d spat, before disappearing into the rapidly reforming rock face. Each encounter, whether with mercenary, zealot, or sorcerer, was a brutal test of her abilities. They pushed her to her limits, forcing her to adapt, to evolve. The bounty on her head was a constant lure, a temptation for any desperate soul to take up the hunt. The moonlit nights, once a time of solace and connection to her wolf spirit, had become potential battlefields, each shadow a hiding place for an enemy, each rustle of leaves a harbinger of pursuit. She was the quarry, forever on the run, her existence defined by the relentless pursuit of those who sought to capture, control, or destroy her. Yet, with each narrow esc

"So that's why you came back with that face. That grumpy, lovesick, miserable face. You found a wolf girl who turns into a swan and you didn't think to mention this?" "She was human when I found her," I manage, my voice hoarse. "She was just a girl. Hurt and bleeding and I helped her. I didn't know she was..." I gesture helplessly at the cove. "This." "Clearly," Raymond mutters. He shakes his head slowly. "A wolf princess who becomes a swan. The old stories never prepared me for this." I tear my gaze away from the water to look at him. "They said she was a princess. I didn't ask which Alpha's daughter. I didn't care. I don't care about wolf politics."