Princess Freya of Therondia. An innocent, sweet, naive fairy who has been locked in a castle all her life. She has powers no fairy as ever seen.
King Blade Oritiz. King of the Werewolves. A cold hearted, possessive beast who has the power to demoli...
~"And you are mine, and you will be mine. They will not get you~
Charlaine Harris
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How dare he threaten what's mine.
I strangled that bastards neck, digging my claws into his pale flesh.
Allister let out a cry, while he pleaded for mercy, with his eyes.
I chuckled.
For a vampire, Allister is pathetically weak. How embarrassing that is.
Someone came up to me, attempting to pull my hands off the prince. I turned my head, noticing it was a vampire guard. With my right arm, I through the guard to the wall.
"Please let him go! Have mercy for my sons stupidity!" The Vampire King demanded.
Demanding won't calm me down. Ezekiel and I wanted revenge, he tried hurting our mate.
"Blade." A voice said, wanting me to listen.
Yet, I continued gripping the prince.
"EZEKIEL AND BLADE!"
I turned my head towards the loud voice, it was Freya.
"You better stop right now! If you don't, you won't be getting any hugs from me for a fortnight!"
I quickly dropped Allister. His father ran towards him, helping him up. My guess is, they're heading towards the infirmary, but I don't give a f*ck. My attention was solely on my little demon mate.
Her eyes were dead set on me.
"Good boy."
She smirked, while curtsying. She then walked out of the room.
I need to have a chat with this fairy about attitude.
I cleared my throat and turned my attention towards the vampires. "I need to excuse myself. I have business I must attend too." Before anyone could answer, I made my way towards my chambers.
