The Lost Lycan Princess

Chapter 2- One Hell of a Night

Hey guys, so the picture above is what I imagined Kiera to look like. You will meet her in this chapter so please be patient. If you have your own image of her, feel free to keep it.
Enjoy!!!

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14 years later;

The alarm clock went off at precisely 7am. I groaned, turning over in my bed as I reached out to switch it off. The sun blazed through the curtains brightly, predicting the beautiful warm weather that was taking place outside which was expected for the month of June. I layed in my bed holding Rex tight, refusing to get up. My head ached intensely as my hangover started to kick in.

Last night was still a bit blurry to me. I remember is being in a club with my best friend Kiera. The music was loud as we stood at the bar, downing vodka shots and flirting with the unmated wolves. It was one heck of a night.

I sighed, lifting my body off the bed and forcing my legs to take me into the bathroom. My body was still tired from the lack of sleep. My guess, it must of have about 3am by the time we got home. My heels were on the floor; on resting at the bottom of my bed as the other one was on my bathroom floor. The blue mini dress I wore out last night was threw on top of my bed.

Flashbacks started to come into my mind as quick as lightening about the previous night; Kiera spiking my drink and getting me more intoxicated then I have ever been. I don't usually drink but last night my roommate had other plans.

As I walked into the bathroom, aware that I was only wearing a bra and panties, I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed as I began washing off the remaining makeup that was packed over my face. After a quick shower, I headed out the door and into the kitchen for breakfast.

Kiera was already up, dressed and ready for work. We have been living together in our new apartment for about two months now. She was a couple of months older then me and we came from the same pack; the Quilateen pack. We shared the same secret - we were lycan wolves, the most powerful wolves in existence. My father was Lycan Alpha King Sebastian Hale, the strongest and most powerful Alpha of his time. Kiera's father was Beta Andrew Hope, my father's best friend and second in command. After our pack was attacked and the majority murdered including both our parents, the remaining wolves fled the pack territory into hiding. Some joined the enemies side, those who opposed to my father's ruling. Other wolves were convinced that all lycan wolves were wiped out during that attack but they were wrong. Only a handful of lycan's remained, we were two of them. We were best friends, I trusted this girl with my life as she does me.

As I set down at the kitchen counter, my head aching in my hands, Kiera grinned as she placed a glass of water and two aspirins in front of me.

"Told you to take it easy with the shots last night" she laughed as I frowned at her looking up.

"As far as I can remember, you're the one who made me drink them" I gave her a serious look and she chuckled.
It was the same thing every time we went out; Kiera decides to get me drunk as she reckons I have a very boring social life. I get drunk and most of the time, don't remember what happened. The thought was very unnerving, but I knew that she was just trying to keep my mind of things and wanted me to enjoy myself.

Swallowing the aspirins with the water, Kiera sat beside me as we began to eat breakfast together.
"Sorry about last night, I got a bit carried away" she admitted embarrassed.

I chuckled, "it's fine, I enjoyed myself. We're only young once so we might as well enjoy it" I preached with confidence. She smiled, this is one of the reasons why I loved her. No matter what stupid things either of us do, we are always there for each other.