HIS WARRIOR PRINCESS

Just when the werewolf king, Dimitri's was about to attack her father, She rushed in between pushing Him on the ground. Her sword was already pointing at his heart when the terrible realisation dawned on her.

Dimitri's was her mate.

A Part of her that she had locked away howled At the current scenario. She didn't want to and yet she still wanted to look at him and after a lot of mental battle, she did it.

His eyes were grey pools of cold, With honey coloured freckles of warmth. His face look like Adonis himself had created him, just like himself. His brown colour hair were tossed at the side that now felt carelessly on his upper forehead. And the way he was looking at her it made her want to forget everything that she had worked hard and pledged for and just run into his arms.

Dimitri Watched this girl, Who had saved Adrian and came between his path of revenge. He knew who she was, everybody in the werewolf and the hunter area did. She was Adrian's daughter, the future leader of the Hunter's tribe. She was dressed in black combat boots with black jeggings accompanied with a T-shirt, that she had a armour upon.
Her hair were pulled into a nice ponytail at the back of her head and yet some of the golden brown locks were falling off to her face, Her brown eyes looked at him with an emotion that was driving him crazy.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Kill him" Adrian's voice broke his trance of thoughts.

So many moments had passed and yet the two of them still remained in the same position. She had her sword right above his heart and yet even if her father kept shouting into the background she couldn't push the sword into his chest.