When will I get my happy ever after ?

Chapter 26

Marina's POV

'There must be some kind of mistake' I thought.

Nobody can hear me.

My throat has become dry and scratchy making it hard to speak and my heart is beating out of control. I have to say something. It would be cruel to let these people think I was their lost daughter.

"There has to be some kind of mistake" I whisper but nobody could hear me over the uproar of applause and hollering. Everyone's eyes are on me right now. In their eyes and am their long lost princess thanks to the king and queens false declaration. I have to be louder. 'Come on Marina, you already have their attention. You just have to put some base in your voice.' I try to encourage myself but all that came out of my mouth was an embarrassing squeak. 'I am a wolf ....not a mouse.' I face palm. Thankfully Oliver caught on to my distress.

"May we speak in private, your graces?" he asks with both respect and authority. The king stops his celebrations taken off guard but quickly composes himself; which, included wiping off stray tears. The queen does nothing to hide her emotions; but, I cannot really blame or judge her based on this situation. Her violet eyes are far more vibrant when illuminated by tears. Is that what it looks like when I cry? I have never met someone with the same eyes as me. It's what I have always considered to be special about me...other than the obvious. Then again, I've never strayed far from my pack, so who's to say that there aren't millions that have the same eyes as she and I. The king instructs us to follow him then swiftly exits the room with the queen on his arm. I have to stop myself from rolling my eyes. Of course they heard him and not me.

They lead us into a room not too far away from the party . The room is unlike any room that I have seen so far in the palace. The interior screams masculine energy with the the mahogany walls and bookcase filled with history books and dictionaries. What caught my attention the most was the very large painting of two wolves, one white and one black. The looks in their eyes were intense and unwavering. It send shivers down to my toes. That white wolf looks like me...but that is impossible. My existence has been a secret until now.

"Would you like to start or shall I" the king chimes in interrupting my internal battle. He is speaking to Oliver but his and the queens eyes have not left mine.

"I mean no disrespect but I think Marina and I both deserve an explanation here. You have only just met her and immediately assume that she is your lost daughter without any proof." Oliver argues openly. The king laughs a little before replying, "I have all the proof I need. Marina is our daughter." Oliver crosses his arms in a stubborn way obviously not enjoying being left in the dark. "Would you please share with the room then?" he asks gesturing to me. I look to the king expectantly still not saying a word. He ignores Oliver entirely and directs his full attention to me. "Marina, when you first saw my wife and I you called us by our names, yet you claim to have never met us." He gestures to his wife and back to himself "Did you do research on us?" I shook my head. I honestly never thought to look into the king and queen before now. Why would I? I had other things to worry about. You would think they would teach us in school since it's primarily populated by wolves. "Then how do you know of us?" He asked curiously. I sigh shakily. I don't know why but I feel like I can cut the tension in the room with my claw. My next words could make or break their hearts but I have to tell the truth. I look down appearing to find the details of my gown to be the most interesting thing in the universe. "You have been in my dreams since I was a child. It's like I was there to witness the birth of your daughter." I pause to look at them. They both look shocked but no new tears have been shed yet. "But I am not your daughter. I have parents. They raised me my entire life. Yes, they have their colossal faults but they are my family." I finish. The king offered a small smile, "Do you have any proof that you are genetically alike? Does anyone else have your eyes?" I shake my head. Oliver speaks up. "To be honest, she has no resemblance to her parents or her siblings. She doesn't even act like them; though, they were raised in the same house. I just chalked that up to how they treated her though." He eyes me curiously like I am a puzzle. "but honestly, what are the chances?" he concludes in with a less confidence than he started with. The king looks at his wife nudging her forward with a great amount of love and adoration. He looks at her in a way that I am sure that Oliver will look at me with time, hopefully.

The queen gestured for me to sit with her on the green love chair in the corner. I obliged still feeling drawn to her. "Sweetie, let me tell you a story" she takes my hand and places it in between her two palms. "long long ago, before even my great great grandparents were thought about, lived a man and a woman named Alfie and Celeste. Both were cast out from their villages for being 'abnormal' to society. Celeste was a true beauty and was said to be able to enchant any man or woman with just the sound of her voice. Alfie had the strength of five men combined and could run through the village and back within minutes. In those times, standing out in any way could mean bad things for both you and your family so they both left. When they met, sparks flew. I like to believe that they were the first mates to ever exist. It didn't take long for them to conceive a child. A daughter named Luna. She was beautiful by anyones standards but her eyes were her most alluring feature. They made her stand out. Her eyes were violet" Lizzy looks at me looking for any sign of shock. I tried to look as stagnant as possible. When she found none she continued."Nobody in the world had her eyes and her parents knew that she had to be protected at all cost. So they faked their own deaths and stayed in an abandoned village with no contact from the outside world. Luna didn't mind though, she loved nature and easily made friends with the animals. She felt like they were a part of her. On her tenth birthday, Luna transformed into what would be the first of her kind. An all white werewolf. She became what we now refer to as the moon goddess. Many werewolves were born into this world after her and packs were made to keep us safe. However, there has been no other white wolf outside of her bloodline. " Lizzie squeezed my hand. " I have a white wolf just like my mother and hers before that. What is the color of your wolf Marina?" she asked me knowing the answer. I was speechless.

This couldn't be possible. My eyes.... My wolf....

I am the long lost princess.