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——————————————————Face up. Hands down. Tummy sucked in. Butt poked out. Lips plump and pink.
Check check check check and check.
I wasn't nervous. Of course, I wasn't nervous. Okay, I'm lying I am definitely nervous. My stomach felt like world war 3 was in full motion. I quickly did a little shimmy before my mother ran in flashing her pearly white teeth.
"Amara are you ready, your brother is going to take the throne in less than two hours" she squealed. I smiled at her cheerful attitude. After the war we had with the hunters my brother stepped up and led us to victory. My father thought it was time to end his legacy and let my brother start his.
Taking a deep breath I finished curling my hair and stood up side by side next to my mom. " I'm so proud. Ian is going to make a kick ass Royal"
"I know honey" she fixed my hair placing her hands on my shoulder. "You been so supportive and I was going to wait until after the ceremony but... maybe I shouldn't"
She tried to make a run for it to the door but I playfully growled making her stop dead in her tracks. "Amara Jessamine Manson don't you dare growl at your mother" she scowled in amusement. Laughing I hurried along to catch up with her.
"So what's the news you can't wait to tell me?" I grinned hoping it was what I think it was.
"Ok ok, but when your father announces it you better be so surprised your eyes pop out"
"Yeah yeah " I hurried her along. We stopped in the hallway. "We're letting you go to the states. I know you wanted this for so long. Who knows maybe you'll learn more by being there and you might even find your mate" the word mate made her more excited than I was. I tried to contain my excitement as I jumped around praying I didn't break my ankles. Heels and jumping clearly don't mix.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I let a small tear drop down my face. This was all I ever wanted. To not live under the royal family name anymore. I wanted to be my own person. I wanted to be loved for me and not for my mighty title. I pulled my teary-eyed mother into a hug and we stood there for a minute. Enjoying each other's presence.
"What are my two favorite girls happy about" my father cleared his throat.
"Woman Jerry, we are woman" my mother corrected him and I nodded in agreement. I was now a woman that could travel to the freaking states. It's not like I haven't been there before, only for business. I never had a chance to check out the packs. To find my other half. I woke up from my zoning out with my father snapping his fingers in front of my face.
"Amara again with this. No doing that while your brother is being handed the Royal leader of the wolves" my father spoke very serious but keeping a smile on his face.
"Yes, father." I wrapped my arm around him and we were off. My brother and his mate were going to meet us at the ceremonial palace.
"Life was going to change, and I couldn't wait."
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Royal
مستذئبAmara is a 17 year old werewolf. She is also a royal. Being a royal is one of the most honored positions but also the biggest pain in the ass. Yeah you get cool powers but all everyone rather thinks your scary or hangs out with you for you wealth. ...