Damon

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Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

The extra security had arrived too late. Who knew how much time the rogue had ahead of us.

Nadia had called Xander in a panic. She was arranging the preparations for the dress Akira had chosen for the wedding. She didn't realize Akira was gone until she didn't return from the dressing room.

My heart was twisted in knots as I arrived at the small wedding dress shop.

"Damon!" Nadia came running from the shop with Liana at her heels. She was a mess, tears streaming down her face. "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. She was there and I just went to take care of the payment and next thing I knew she was gone!"

It wasn't Nadia's fault. I should have sent them with extra security before they ever left the palace. I pulled them both into a tight hug. "Hey it's ok. Just tell me if you saw anything or heard anything."

I tried to keep my demeanor cool but my wolf was barely keeping it together inside me. He was itching to track Kira's whereabouts. I cursed our lack of a mental link. If she knew about me maybe I could have prevented this. I should have manned up and told her the truth but I was selfish wanting her to like me...love me first. Argh! What a fucking mess!

"I saw a car it was driving away from this direction. It was older and red. Like an older sports car. Fuck I don't know anything about cars!" Nadia was getting frustrated now. "The driver was blonde maybe, I think, I don't know. It could have been Kira in the passenger seat I don't know!"

Xander arrived and immediately ran to his fiancé pulling Nadia into a hug. He was soothing her and ensuring her she was doing her best. The thought of a mate in danger or distress was a enough to send most Lycans over the edge.

Watching the two mates together only made my heart ache more knowing that Akira was probably alone and scared. I hadn't protected her and now I could lose her.

The more I thought of her alone, scared and in danger the more I couldn't contain myself. My body began to shake violently. My body was in flux momentarily, between my human self and wolf self. My emotions couldn't be contained any longer and my wolf exploded out of me.

He was just as I was. My fur was jet black and long like my hair. I was large even as werewolves go. My family's royal blood line was obvious. And he was every emotion. Angry, sad, overwhelmed.

No one cowered in fear of me because of my transformation but in this form I was every bit the Alpha as was my birthright.

It was freeing to release him, nevertheless. The trackers and guard around me stepped back to give me the freedom to assess the area. I walked through the shop smelling Akiras scent on the dresses she tried on and where she had surely modeled them for the others. My heart continued to ache for her presence.

My wolf stalked the scent to the dressing rooms. Where it mixed with the same strange scent I had been smelling.

A gown was left hanging in there and I briefly wondered if this is what she had chosen. It was simple but a beautiful gown nonetheless my princess would look ravishing in it. It didn't matter though did it? Now I wondered if I would see her in it to marry me or to be buried in.

my mind was tormented with what the future could be. I needed to have some hope, I shook the negative thoughts from head the best I could.

Near the dressing room I caught another scent. It was almost lycan. It didn't make sense. It was like the scent I smelled faintly in her room. My only thought was whatever Lycan this was knew how to cover their scent to throw off trackers. This rogue Were whoever they were knew how to hide. But the scent seemed familiar almost like from a distant memory. The feeling made me more uncomfortable.

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