Royal War: Sequel to Royal Secret

Chapter 42

My baton twirled in my hand like it has before since I was inducted to be one of the chosen few. Being a high guard was everything to me and protecting Celina at all costs was the only thing that matter. Why couldn't people understand that, especially my friends and fellow guard members? So what if sometimes that meant I didn't take the time to look at all the angles before acting. If I did that Celina could be dead. A situation presents itself and I react. I'll leave all that analyzing bullshit to Trevor.

"Hey Jules, we need to have a word." I turned around and face Niko along with Jace and some of the Royals traitors turned allies. I still don't trust them, hell they worked with that psychopath Kristoff, so I know they're hands aren't clean.

"What's up?" I stopped twirling the baton and mentally made it disappear.

"It's about our trip overseas to see the Foreign Council in a few weeks."

"What about it."

"Wanted to talk to you about your temper." Jace spoke up for the first time. The Royals behind them kept their distance and some of them avoided looking at me.

"My temper? What does my temper have to do with anything?"

"We're here to help you control it." Niko piped in smiling like an ass.

"So this is intervention?"

"More like training."

"Training huh?"

"Look, I'm going to be straight with you Jules. We know we are going into hostile territory and we all have to stay calm and not get into any confrontations. That is what they want us to do. So we are here to help you avoid those confrontations."

"So how are going to do that?"

"Role play."

"You know what, fuck both of you. I don't need no role playing. I can control my temper. I'm not going to screw up this mission!" I turned to leave because I wasn't going to take part in their game. I could control myself.

"I told you he would just turn tail and leave. What do you expect from the worst high guard in the history of the Americas?"

I stopped mid-step at the words of one of those sniveling little Royals. The beast within me begging for reckoning. "What the fuck you say." I turned slowly my eyes latching onto the Royal who had the nerve to say that in my presence. He was nervously looking around at the others avoiding my eyes. Oh I get it. I crossed my arms and slowly looked over everyone. "You see I'm not angry. Like I said before I can control myself."

Another Royal more confident and bolder than the previous one looked me straight in the eye. "You're right Sangee he is the worst high guard. I heard he lost the queen once under his watch. Fell right to sleep like a little baby."

My teeth and fist instinctively clenched, as I tried to keep a reign on my emotions. I had to keep the beast inside of me, who was trying to claw his way out to teach these pups some respect. I closed my eyes and let out a slow breath. I knew they were trying to goad a reaction out of me and I was not going to give them the satisfaction. "I'm done with your little games. I'm out."

I turned away from them and started to walk away when I heard another Royal speak out. "I don't even know why you are letting him go anyway. Honestly none of you should go. You don't know the first thing about the ways of the royal life. You all are just a bunch of low life mutts, who were lucky enough to get picked to be a high guard. I know that the Queen would feel safer if she had us protecting her and not a bunch of pack dogs."

Hell no! That was it. Without hesitation I turned back and in midair transformed into my warrior wolf pinning the royal on the ground within seconds. My jaws were clamped around his throat and my sharp claws were embedded into each shoulder. I blocked out all the screams around me and focus on the piece of shit that talked about me and my family like we were scum. I wanted him to bleed out slowly and make his pain as agonizing as possible. I pressed down harder my claw piercing his collarbone.

I felt rippling shocks hit me all over my body, I shook my massive head trying to stay focus on my victim. The garbled voices were becoming clearer as I came out of my hate cloud especially when another jolt of electricity hit me on my snout.

"Jules!! Back off!!" I shook my head again as Jace screamed at me and I received another jolt to the face. I snapped at whatever was jolting me with those stings of electricity. "Jules get off. Can't you see he was role playing. Look you made the poor bastard piss on himself."

I took a sniff and realized Jace was right the guy had pissed and were tears rolling down the sides of his face. I stepped off him and shifted back wiping his blood off my mouth with my shoulders. Niko threw me a shirt and I wiped my bloodied hands clean and caught a pair shorts and yanked them on. "Well damn, I was trying to get him to shit on himself! Now what the hell were you poking me with?"

Niko and Jace waves a long metal prong with buttons. "This is a shock stick."

"You were prodding me with a shock stick like some dog you were training."

"It worked didn't it."

"Fuck you!"

"I see we have our work cut out for us and not that much time. So let's begin." Niko laughed jabbing the shock stick at me.

Asshole!

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A/N

Hey guys here is a little teaser before the next major chapter that I'm still working on. I love Jules and I hope you enjoyed it!

Nicci