Lady of the Wolves

Chapter 4

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Dux POV

I froze on the spot, stunned at the words of the headmistress. She shuffled closer on her feet and glanced closer behind her to see if anyone was coming.

"I shouldn't be saying this, since he is our king, but even I had to disagree with his sudden choice of picking a bride for his son. He didn't even let the prince woo her." she exclaimed, bending her head to stare at her feet.

"Please accept my most sincere apology for not being able to change his mind. I have gone back on my word of keeping her safe." she choked, tears pooling in her eyes.

"Enough. I can see how this has affected you. You cared for her as one of your own children. I can't ask for anything more. But please, how long has it been since they left?" I asked, eyebrows furrowing in concentration.

"About a week. They had Razor knocked out before they left; didn't want to take him with them even when Angelica pleaded with them." Headmistress said. I snarled at the thought of one of my pack members being harmed by the King's men and how they forcefully took Angelica with them.

"Thank you. Return to your school and release Razor. Act accordingly. I'll be back soon, and hopefully with Angelica with me." I instructed. She nodded and made her way back into the school.

"Curans, prepare a hunting party. We leave tonight."

I sat on top of Lapis, staring out into the crowd of wolves that had formed after we returned.

"Listen! Everyone! The moon goddess has set a new task for us, to stop the forced marriage between the East King's son and a chosen bride. The bride has been chosen, and now I set off with Terra, Ignis, Bellator, Spiritus, and Lapis to meet the king ourselves and negotiate the terms of the marriage. Curans will be in charge until I return. Take care of yourselves." I spoke in a calm tone. Yips and barks of good wishes were heard throughout the pack as the wolves I called out came forward to begin our journey.

They each bowed their head respectfully before standing behind Lapis. I nodded at them and slid off Lapis to allow him to say goodbye to his mate and pups. As he padded forward to his family, I checked to see if I had my knives and spear along with a small medicine pack.

"Curans, when Razor returns, make sure he is fit before setting off to find us. And be sure to run the pack well, I'll be back soon." I instructed him as I shoved a few more items into the bag.

He promised and I nodded at him.

"Let's go." I called out swinging on top of Lapis again when I had everything. I waved to the rest of the pack and we started into the forest.

"We are three days behind. If we run fast enough, we can be at the castle in two days." I informed the rest of the group. They all nodded and shifted on their paws, ready to run.

I took a deep breath and pulled my wolf hood forward to cover my face. Pressing myself into Lapis' back, I let out a small bark, and we were off.

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Angelica POV

I could feel the eyes of the king as he sat across me. I kept my head down and hands folded in my lap. I've never felt more scared in my life. I lifted a shaky hand to pet Razor beside me, but was met with the cold air. They had refused to take him with us. I could remember the loud thud sound as they rendered him unconscious. Stifling a sob, I wrung my dress in my lap when suddenly the carriage stopped. We had been traveling for at least three days already, we probably have reached the castle.

I stepped out of the carriage after the king and immediately was met with a smoldering gaze of dark eyes. The man was in a King's Guard uniform, medals pinned to his chest announcing him as the King's Captain, the highest ranking you could get in the King's private army.

"Is this the girl?" he asked the King. I risked a glance at the King and saw him nod. I blinked furiously, hoping that the tears pooling in my eyes wouldn't fall. I felt the man with dark eyes study me for a minute before stepping aside to allow me to see another man behind him.

This man was completely different. Instead of a dark and brooding look, this man seemed playful and boyish.

"Hello future wife." he smirked. Gasping, I scowled and felt something in me snap. I was so sick of these royals thinking they could do whatever they want with anyone. So I marched right up to him and pointed a finger at him.

"Listen here mister, I'm not your bride and I never will be. I've been dragged around for three days, ignored by most people, stared at by your creepy-ass father, plus, he left my companion behind. So right now, I'm not in the mood, and I'm pretty sure I'll never be!" I snarled.

A few minutes past before what happened really sank in. I felt my cheeks flush and I was absolutely embarrassed to be speaking the the Crown Prince like that, but I remembered Dux's courage and held my ground.

A low chuckle could be heard coming from the man with dark eyes as the Crown Prince spluttered at my outburst.

"Silence! How dare you speak to your future king like that!" the king roared. I felt a stinging sensation on my left cheek as my head was whipped to the right. I bit my lip and stifled a whimper when I realized that the king had slapped me.

"Father! Enough!" the prince growled, he glared at his father before taking my hand and leading me inside the castle.

"Damien, take care of Father." he called back to the dark eyed man. I was too stunned to resist the prince's pull as we walked through the hallways. We finally stopped in front of a wooden oak door with detailed engravings carved into it. The prince pushed it open and tugged me inside. He pushed me down onto a chair and went into the next room and came back out with a wet rag.

He knelt by me and placed the cool cloth on my throbbing cheek.

"I apologize for the behavior of my father." he muttered. I bit my lip and nodded, unable to speak.

"Kyle!" a voice called out. I saw Damien at the door, hand on sword and a grim line pressed onto his face.

"Your father wants to talk to you." he informed the prince, Kyle. Kyle sighed and nodded before getting back up on his feet.

As he walked out the door, I couldn't help but warn him.

"She's coming, you know? And when she does, you're going to regret picking me as your bride." I softly said.

Kyle and Damien whipped back around to face me. I gave them a small smile and shrugged.

"Is that a threat?" Damien growled, immediately placing himself in front of Kyle.

I shook my head and reached up to play with the crystal necklace she gave me.

"It's a warning."

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