ROYALTY UNLEASHED

CHAPTER 1

My eyes stayed on the painting right in front of me. I did not know when last I blinked but I could feel the moisture collecting in my eyes as they got sore from staring at the picture with such intensity.

I thought about what I was thinking but came up short as I did not know where my thoughts were at. It seemed as if everything had been blurred around me, as if I was taking a live photo. My hands stayed where they lay on my thigh which rested on my other thigh, having crossed my legs.

My sore ears were covered by my headphones with Billie Eilish blasting loud. I felt like I could relate to her music as it was as dark as I was inside, nothing could fill the void that was deep within me and I had learned to embrace it.

The music stopped which meant it was seven at the dot. I took off my headphones, carefully placing them on the bed before grabbing the crown and carefully placing it on my neatly tied hair. I stood up gracefully, my hands flattening my long designer tight skirt, going just beyond my knee as per regulation of being presentable. With so many years of squeezing myself into these tight fabrics from hell I still could not get used to it. It felt as if I was suffocating, someone just squeezing until I could not breathe.

Werewolves were animals of the wild, we like being in nature; running and walking around naked in all our glory but that was not the life for those in the royal court. Here we were more humans than wolves, we had to be rational, use our minds instead of relying on our instincts like most werewolves did. I envied being in a pack, I envied those growing up with friends and family ready to lay their life for the next, living in the most authentic way in the wild. They had free will and mates, I mean, the word mate was not even in my vocabulary. I closed my eyes, willing all my feelings in- a princess never shows emotion for they are weakness.

I made sure my white shirt which was buttoned to the neck was tucked in properly because being neat was something that was drilled in me from the moment I said "mama" or was it "maid, maid" I can't be sure.

"Your highness." My assistant Maggie bowed, my eyes flickered to her standing just next to the door where she always stands as I drown myself in some Billie. She wore what she always does; a blue skirt, below the knee of course, a pair of pantyhose with her black granny shoes even though she had barely hit thirty. I envied her really, she seemed to do the work without even a hint of emotion or what, she followed the rules to the C with no complain or whatsoever. I did not know if it was loyalty or stupidity but I lean more on the other. It was sad that if I told her right now to jump off the balcony she would do just that without hesitation.

"Good day." She proceeded as she stood straight, I nodded towards her to carry on.

"You have been summoned to the throne room and everything after that has been cancelled." She says causing me to turn to her.

"When did this happen?" I asked perplexed.

"Yester night your highness, the king's messenger informed me yester night." She said.

I nodded as I walked out of the room only to be followed by my three personal guards. I shook my heard, the word 'summoned' nearly having me scoff. Was it weird that I had not seen the king in two years; no it was not. To King Bad-wolf Furthrone, his sons were a means to carry on his line and for us we were just there for him to make more and more alliances, opening our legs and bearing kids to ensure those alliances. He may have seeded us but that was that and nothing else. Last time I heard he was in Rockfield holding the front line on the war against the Vampires. It seemed to have gone on from generation to generation, well mostly on our side because the same man my great-grand father was fighting is still the same man my father is fighting- King Vampir.

The elevator doors closed.

"Morning guards, "I turned to look at them as they said their greetings back.