Warrior Princess Samantha And Kasen 소설 & 이야기

She knew Calypso was on the brink of a breakdown at the question Samantha had asked. “Right! Sam, meet my siblings Cain and Cassidy Henriques, my best friend and Crown Prince of the Werewolf Kingdom, Nathaniel Lancaster, my Delta Harlan Evans, and some of the Warriors, Bradley, Truman and Kevlar. Guys, this is the lovely bride to be Samantha Lion,” Calypso introduced. “Back up! You’re best friends with the Crown Prince? You have a Delta?” Samantha asked in confusion. Calypso offered a small smile. “I’ll explain everything to you.”

Queen Liza requested her room, which was fine with King Damon because he wanted his room as well. Servants directed the rest of us Omegas to the Visitor's servant quarters next to the visitor's homes. I wasn't surprised when I found out my room was directly in view of King Damon's Window. He is possessive as fuck. Thankfully, I was sharing the room with Sam. We are also sharing a room with an omega named Cassie, who tells us she is a half-witch. She seems cool. We spent the rest of the day in our room getting to know her until King Damon linked me to join his. After he finished with me, I went back to my room, washed up, and cried the rest of the night with Cassie and Sam holding me.

Alden grabbed Samantha by the throat, his expression menacing. “You exploited us like pawns to eliminate your romantic rivals. “I’m not an idiot to be manipulated by you. I want you to pay for my father’s life.” Fear started to sink in for Samantha. “Save me, Blake, Kaden! I don’t want to die!” Alas, Kaden looked at Samantha in disbelief. “Sam, is that true? You brought the Cassa Pack to our territory?” Blake remained in a state of denial. “Samantha was expecting a pup at the time. She couldn’t possibly pull it off.”

Samantha still couldn’t forgive the old geezer—now deceased—who had limped the old Alpha, Caleb’s father. If there was a second chance, Samantha wished that she was the one who had harmed Hank Kasun. She wanted to throttle him herself. This was because he instigated the Great War that had dwindled the members of Shadow Pack. There was another movement again in the dark shrubbery to her right. Samantha was looking around, trying to figure out what animals lay behind it for she could not see right through the shrubbery. The sun had gone down over the horizon hence the dim lights were limiting her acute sight.

“Back off, Patrick. If you don’t want Becca’s knee on your balls. Meet my girlfriend, Samantha. Princess, meet my asshole cousin, Patrick.” I smile at him and extend my hand, but instead, he squeezes me into a hug that makes me whimper. “Don’t break her, twinzy!” Our hug is abrupt when a woman says in front of us. “You must be the princess. I’m the gorgeous twin of this asswipe. Call me Trixie.” Wow! She looks like Victoria’s Secret model while I look like a wallflower in front of her. “I’m Samantha, you can call me Sam. What do you mean by The Princess?” I raise my brows quizzically.

It was enough to make some of the warriors recoil in alarm. “This is an attack on the pack!” one of the elders growled. A group of warriors, led by none other than Cassius, emerged from the shadows, dragging a struggling figure into the clearing. Samantha. She was thrown to the ground, her clothes dusted with dirt, her arms pinned behind her back by two guards. “She did this,” Cassius announced. “I saw her near the storage chambers, and when I got closer, she was pouring wolfbane over the food!”

It was as if she did not care if Jasper was dead or alive at all. “Officer Synder, thank you so much for looking after her. I’ll take good care of her in this period of time.” Samson came out of the car and shook Casper’s hand. He then opened the door for Summer. Casper met Samson before, but he forgot when it was. He could feel that Samson emitted a cold, unfriendly aura. “Thank you…” Casper was not certain about the love triangle between Summer, Samson, and Jasper. He could roughly guess that with her split personality, one of them might have fallen for Samson, while the other one loved Jasper.

Her times with Cassandra was the sweetest, she was the mother figure she lost the day she came into this world. "I love her," said Sara as a small tear slip out of her eyes. She was engulfed in a warm embrace by Davian. Though he look arrogant on the outside, he was the warmest person after Lane she had met. Cassandra was once a strong and brave woman when she was young. Sara recently came to know that she was a witch she had inherited from her father. No wonders her injury and sickness never last two days. Within the first night, she would be healed. All and all, it was Cassandra's doings. But couldn't she save her mother?

She listened to footsteps grow closer and closer until finally Samantha materialized. She looked tired, dark circles rested beneath her eyes. Her usually neat hair flared out around her head. She regarded Elaina with a look of sympathy as she wrapped her arms around herself. “Hello Samantha.” Elaina said leaving all traces of feeling out of her voice. “Elaina.” Samantha began stepping forward, but thought better of it and stayed in place. “The elders feel this is necessary.” “So they say.” Elaina retorted narrowing her eyes ever so slightly. “Although, I don’t quite understand why they can’t believe that I am not a threat.”