Warrior Princess By Samantha Packard Novels & Stories

After siring 18 princes, the current king, Henry Barton, finally sires me, his first princess. On the day of my birth, Father vacates the entirety of West Tower to be my personal place of residence. Not only that, but he also changes the rules, decreeing that no one is allowed to be alone with me. As a result, I remain mute even after I turn six. Father's new consort, Elizabeth Muller, is showered with love and attention even though she only moved into the castle three months ago. The first time we meet, she takes my hand and says, "You're so well-behaved, Princess Julia. Let me take you to look at the fish." After making sure that we're alone in the garden, she grips my wrist. Her smile

Although she is a snow Wolf but I hope she is not the one. But, my heart squeezes in shock and uncertainty uneasiness when I take the paper out of the envelope and the first thing that caught my attention. The picture of Princess Elle, AKA Princess Elektra Brienne Fluer, the legendary Omega Warrior of Arizona Blood Moon Pack. Comparing to my wife, Aurora Bliss, anyone would think they are different person but I know that's not the case

She's the princess a day with so many people looking forward to hurting her brother or taking over the kingdom, she has to stay protected because anybody could decide to use her against her brother. Samantha ordered drinks for us. I knew nothing about drinks with the zero knowledge I acquired from Blue Moon Pack. I didn't try to hide it, Instead I openly told Sam that she could order for us since. After spending time with Sam, I had come to trust her and Know that she would not judge me. I have learnt to grow comfortable around her. She doesn't treat me as a nobody, as a slave and an Omega despite being a princess herself. Our status differs like water and wine but that hasn't bothered her.

But when my family was cursed, all of that was taken away and we were left guessing. It was a sick prank. That’s what this war between Violette’s family and mine used to be. Then her Father took it way too far. The mate bond will only reveal itself after I’ve mated my partner and marked her to seal the bond. If the mark disappears, she’s not my mate and I’m cursed to keep searching. I’ve just never found anyone who seems remotely interesting enough to try. “My King.. may I ask for this dance?” Princess Amelia walked up to me confidently. She is quite beautiful.. she’s tall with an olive skin tone and dark brown hair. Her bright blue eyes studied me as I sat on my throne.

His triplet sisters, however, remained in the Kingdom, much to their displeasure. The eldest, Princess Ciciane Taylor Mariam, had made such a fuss that Clyde had no choice but to allow her to take martial arts training under Chief Warrior Rubio. This girl was a true rebel, known in many packs as the "warrior Princess of trouble." However, she was a brilliant field analyst, with many packs utilizing her expertise in combating rogues and thwarting human attacks. The Second Princess, Drina Becca Rain, was the more reserved type, always in the shadow of her older sister.

And I—Samantha Stone, world-class assassin, prankster extraordinaire, proud commitment-phobe—had just bonded with the most off-limits wolf on the entire continent. I was so, so royally screwed. ARGHHH.

The plateau felt alive, its pulse heavy, as if the earth itself bled, yearning for the pack to shatter its curse. Samantha Lykos led the Dawn Pack across the plateau, her crescent-tipped staff gripped tightly, its oak scarred but warm, silver tip flashing in the moonlight, a beacon of defiance. Her auburn hair was braided, frost dusting its strands, glowing faintly, framing green eyes that burned with unyielding resolve, undimmed by Veyra’s escapes or the ravine’s wounds. Her leather vest was patched, thigh bandage tight, crescent moon tattoo pulsing silver on her collarbone, a war cry in her veins. The iron scent fueled her fury, the shrine’s runes a challenge, her pack’s fire her strength.

For the past few weeks, she had watched Luna Alicia cry, not because of her situation with Alpha Prince Zeke of the West Wood Pack, but because of the past and the fearful future that people from the past had predicted. “Did Samantha leave?” Luna Alicia asked after a moment. “Yes, Luna. She should have reached West Wood Pack territory by now.” Luna Alicia sighed deeply. Leira tried to comfort her, saying, “She’ll be fine. The Princess can fight.” Luna Alicia nodded, knowing Alpha Princess Samantha, her younger cousin, was a skilled fighter. She was better than most of the fighters in their main village. If Luna Alicia had known the war was imminent, she wouldn’t have let Samantha leave. But

Samantha is making sure that her old pack is the first to experience her wrath. The next night, the warriors, witches, and several security technicians went to the Redwood Pack. This was the time to break through all barriers. Samantha was going to blow up their security centers first, then she was going to kill Alexi. She was the one that ruined her life because of her very existence.

"Likewise Princess, so, are you ready to show me how far you had training with the Royal pack warriors so that from there we could teach you more." "Wait Ayah!" The woman named Sam moved forward together with another she wolf beside her. This is the first time I've seen the other woman but there was a look of contempt in her eyes. "Welcome Princess!, to the she wolve's fitness center, where a female warrior is created." There was a hint of arrogance in her voice, and I could tell that she is really strong base on how her arms are packed, like Sam. Standing for about five foot ten, I felt small in my five foot four inches height.