Thorn between love and war, Princess Isabella fights to find the hidden truth of a series of mysterious deaths.
Throw in some family drama and a sexy body guard. You've got the recipe for an inciting romance.
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A low piercing howl ripped from the beast throat, its long claws dug into the forest floor as it slowly stood up on its hind legs, howling at the now very visible red moon. Had I not been in this predicament, I too probably would be giving the moon a standing ovation or two.
But as the beast finished stretching to its full potential, its eyes landed directly on us. She was huge, it's body broadly built and of height. "Ah shit" I grabbed pissy pants by the collar and hauled ass out of there.
"What the fuck is that man?" Pissy said, I knew I would need this kid as ransom or to get information out of him. So I made sure I zigzagged around the area to throw him off. We usually had small cabins with resources for our border patrol, and I knew those motherfuckers had to have some sort of emergency container for Rouges like pissy pants.
Sure enough I found one far away from the castle, but still within parklands. The cabin was small, but I wasn't about to put pissy pants in there, he wasn't getting princess treatment for almost killing my sunshine.
I grabbed his lanky arm and headed towards the storage compartment. "You'll fucking stay here if you want to live boy." It was empty, but there were some ropes coated in wolf's bane and silver that they used on trespassers.
I pushed pissy pants to the ground and tied his hands behind his back, he hissed as it made contact with his skin.
I moved down to his legs, tightly wrapping them together and being careful not to touch his pants. "Make a fucking noise and she'll get you, try to leave and I'll get you. Do you understand?" Pissy pants nodded hastily, I grunted as I shut the cellar and made my way into the cabin.
I immediately spotted the phone hanging from the wall and rang anyone who would fucking relay a message. "Charlie Alpha Echo, I repeat Charlie Alpha Echo." The radie didn't take long before I sparked back on, a male on the line.
"Echo reached, report your message cabin 23" I could hear the man's hoarse voice, I knew he was shitting his pants by now. "Three rouges westbound of the territory. Two dead and one captive. I need someone to come get him and take him to the cells expefuckingdenciouslly."
"I'm sorry but we can't go out, we're locked under strict protocol." He said, I could hear people behind him rushing to type things down.
I groaned in despair. "Listen man, I've got the Princess on the loose, she's out there sniffing grass or something. I'll distract her and take her further west so you can come get pissy pants."
The line was silent for a second. "Roger that sir, Alpha King has approved orders of Rouge retrieval. Please keep us posted if any further assets need to be obtained." I hung up the line and sighed, leaning against the door
Can this get any worse?
The floor suddenly started to tremble, and it was easy to guess why it was happening. I quickly pulled the door open and rushed outside. The beast was sniffing around the site, pretty sure it was trying to find piss boy.
