The Alphas' Princess

Chapter Seventeen

||::Ariel's Point of View::||

"Ariel?"

I feel myself begin to wake up at the simple saying of my name. My Wolf even stirs from her sleep. But I didn't want to wake up. I was finally sleeping peacefully. The most delectable and even editable scent I'd ever smelt was wafting into my nose; I felt warm, and I had weird butterflies in my stomach. I felt secure and safe. I didn't want to ruin that by waking up.

"Prinzessin, you need to wake up for me, please." That was Wulf. The desperation in his voice, the loss, the dread, the worry, is what made me and my Wolf whine.

My eyes flutter open, and I'm met with Wulf's dark eyes. He was peering into mine with one emotion apparent: love. As cliché as it was, he was staring down at me with pure adoration and love. He sighs, "You're awake."

I open my mouth to say something, but all that comes out is a dry croak. Wulf disappears for a mintue, before returning with a glass of water. I sit up, and eagerly take it from him, drinking it all down in gulps. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, and smile softly at him, "Thanks." My voice was still a little scratchy, but it was understandable now.

He chuckles, and leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. Just as I was about to kiss him back, he pulls away, "You're a werewolf now, Prinzessin."

I nod, looking down at the now empty glass in my hands, "Yeah. I am. And my Wolf is a bitch."

Hey! She shouts in my mind.

Wulf chuckles, "That's normal, actually. A wolf is normally the cockiest, most selfish and conceded... thing you'll ever meet. It's not usually a part of you that you'd really show, but it's still easier to be a werewolf than a human."

"So humans are weaker than werewolves?"

"Physically, yes. Emotionally, no; unless you're talking about mates here, then it's a yes. Mentally, no. Humans can handle a lot more... changes mentally than a werewolf can. I don't really know how to explain it."

I think for a moment, before looking up at Wulf, "Wulf?"

"Yes?"

"What happened after I blacked out?"

At first, I wasn't sure if he understood that I meant after my Wolf took control, because I probably didn't black out from being in my Wolf form. However, it seemed he knew what I meant, because he sighs, "I killed your father while Ramon pinned you to the ground so you wouldn't hurt yourself. My best friend helped as well, with his pack." Blunt as always. I mentally roll my eyes, and my Wolf chuckles.

"Your best friend?" I ask, "I thought Ramon was your best friend."

He smirks at me, "He is, but so is Alex. You'd like him. He around my age... I think."

I smack his arm, "Don't act like you don't know his age!" I grin at him, "I know you better than that."

He watches me for a moment, before chuckling, "I can really tell that you have a Wolf now." At my questioning look, he grins, "You're much bolder now."

I laugh, "Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?"

He shakes his head, "It'll be a good thing- a very good thing- when you learn how to fight, Prinzessin."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you need to start training." His grin widens, "And I know just the person to teach you."

I raise an eyebrow, Well, this ought to be amusing.

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"Hey, Princess!" A voice says, and I look up to see Camelle running toward me in a caramel colored dress. She throws her arms around me, "I'm so happy your alright!"