Hunted Princess

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in his hand on the desk, "Fifteen years, full funding, full reso

ze, Sire, but we have looked everywhere for the cub an

t there somewhere, I don't care if you bring back a picture of a rotting corpse or

her shifters with him bowed

child? It's been fifteen years, she has to be

dow overlooking the palace grounds. She slinked h

ive, my claim to the throne is invalid. Then all of this would be lost, " He whirled around and grabbed his wife by the throat, "And the only way my claim would be so

impered, curling in on herself and averting

ha you stupid bitch! You don't even deserve to be called bitch, because a true bitch breeds"

he and croaked out, "I

other bitch to carry my heir? One stronger than your pathetic existence, one that will spr

rolling off his wife. She was terrified of him, her eyes wide and her hands struggling to free her from his death grip. His snarl turned int

She went limp, eye

down but bared her throat, the ultimate sign of submission a wolf could give. He let out a low rumble, pleased by how

of my brother, about the legitimacy of my reign, they won't surrender to me. I have to take them by force, which spills so much precious shifter blood, if I had an heir, they would bow down to me without hesitation, and chant

y Alpha. I try to bear your heir...

er with him, "You need your rest before we try again. I ne

llway. Servants saw him and quickly averted their eyes and bowed to him as he made his way to his room. A fox maid he had never seen before opened the do

or your food and stay here at all times, understood?" Donovan raised an eyebrow, trying to read her expression

ok down at the comf

unch and dinner and use the servant's entrance for fuck's sake. I will be back late, make sure my dinn

"I understand, Alpha. Is there anyt

t her head and meet his eyes, "Such a pretty and submissive

, "Vixen, your majesty. I just arrived yeste

He hummed and continued to stroke her cheek, seemingly in a trance by how soft her skin was, "No...if only you were the right species to breed my heir...but I can't have a Ha

gh help as it is. I don't want you scaring off anot

ing go of the maid, "Jameson, why

doesn't get you in trouble." The Spark was dressed professionally, a black suit with a small pendant signifyin

own the hallway. Donovan's gaze followe

e bit out, annoye

for now, if you may follow me we have a guest in the downstairs study." With a snap of his fingers, a large booklet app

r was dressed in his uniform, making his tanned skin appear darker as the dark blue jacket and slacks blended with his skin. Marcus' medals were pinned on his chest, his rank and shifting form on his arm, a dark furred cape draped on one shoulder, and his crown shining brightly on his head. His brother was standing with

ated both

ing a child...no matter, I don't like children anyway. And can you imagine having all of the Kingdoms united under a child's rule? Headache after headache, and the

r of a united kingdom to wage a war against the rebels. Jameson, are you trying to an

d his supposedly dead wife so that I could create a nice front for you. Instead, you acted on your own and now here we are, meeting with the Tacoma Princess to beg her to unite with us to go up agains

r tone with me, Spark.

r brother, and keep your mother locked in a tower? I'm the only reason why your pretty little head is still on your shoulders with a crown on it. Without me, you would

e owed much of his success and power to his advisor, and while everyone else was repl

ir own kingdom. They sent Amelia so that she may gain experience to take over when her parents step down. Amelia is a Halfling, half fox and half human and you ar

ay, his cape fluttering out behind him,

you to choose from, and they are a really great bunch if I do say so myself. Then we break for lunch, have an interview about the anniversary of the death of your brother

laws. "Having to deal with all of the treaties falling through, I haven't been able to keep up with the askar fights like I normally do. And you know how much I love my askars, make sure you clear that week of the tournament Jameson. I want to be completely dedicated

standing off to the side. "Take this to the reporter in the throne ro

. Donovan hesitated, not wanting to go in and beg the Halfling just yet. He took a deep breath and calmed his inner wolf, silencing all the ru

rough. He saw the Halfling princess laughing and speaking to the guards about a recent scandal dealing with a prince f

ds bothering you?" Donovan's voi

r once warm smile harden into what Donovan called "the royal smile". The Halfling was fair skinned, with her red hair was in soft curls, framing her face

any while I waited. I assume you did not expect to find me here?" She addressed him, her smil

I was well aware of your presence here rather than your parents. Jameson could sense you the minute you walked in t

in her lap. "My father mentioned a treaty that you were proposing. A temporary treaty,

s not yet your army, Miss Amelia. You are not yet Que

comfortable with sending me, rather than postponing this meeting, Your Highness. Now, I do believe the use of my arm

her we stand a chance to finally eliminate our common enemy. With them gone, all of the exports and imports will no longer be harassed or stolen by those thieves. Plus your forests will be safe

have proof that Greenland is supplying the Roanokes? M

as standing off to the side, watching the encounter closely. Jameson caught his glance

e servants talking one night. It appears one of yours transferred with one of

Roanoke markings, nothing different, it was the markings on the blade itself that we found interesting. Normally, blacksmiths leave their own mark when making the blade, and when they are stolen, the blades are rehe

plies the Roanokes, but Bishop. If he continues with this, it won't be long before he declares

my, you must understand that my kingdom will not unite with you. I will not surrender my crown to you. You may use my army but that is all. And y

are still not too fond of having a new leader. Terra and Greenland worked closely with one another for centuries, I am afraid loyalties will be tested, and I will

war against Greenland. He is not allowed to replace any of my commanding officers with his, but is allowed to have them train with his men and trade tactics. King Ryder and Queen Ann will not fund, but merely supply

ng, "Seeing as I have no place to argue, I accept the terms of your treaty, on one condition. I take 10 percent of your

extended her claw and sliced across her h

d eyes to show his dominance, "Jameson,

r forms to reveal themselves. Behind Donovan stood the outline of a large black wolf, red eyes glowing fierce and a snarl etched into his muzzle. Behind Amelia was an outline of orange, signifying she was a Halfling fox.

snapping his fingers again, sealing the magic and ending the spell. The wolf retreated back to its resting place, rumbling at the back

Have you not done a blood treaty before?" He grinned, taking

d on Donovan, "I had heard stories,

, "Ah yes, I hope it lived to expectations. I would be more than happy to

melia, that I have other prior engagements that need attending. The work of a King is never finished. Please feel free to explore the grounds, or

ting stunned in the room. Jameson followed him out, closing t

death! Dammit Donovan we talked about this!" Jameson scolded him, brow

show our other forms. And the Halfling doesn't have any other form; all she is used to seeing is the weak, pathetic fox f

it won't happen again." His voice dripped with sarcasm as he followed

The little Halfling brat, she thought she was in the position to push me around and make the treaty. Now she will k

nd councils questioning us as it is. We don't need any more que

e we started with the fertility potion. I need an heir before more questions are asked about my legitimacy, especially if our li

That's the only way it will work, if you give it to her now and fuck her senseless, the spell will self destruct and kill her. It nee

her senseless after dinner tonight. Must I wait a week? If she dies, I could

that potion, but I do not want to deal with another cover up. And besides, you would legally have to wait one year before ta

Halfling rights. Stupid old shifters, most of them aren't even coherent enough to wipe themselves." He cut up the ham, savoring the flavor that covered his tongue. He remembere

urrounding kingdoms, including one I find that would be interesting to have present at the tournament. But it is your birth

olders, thumbing through every shifter

the She-Wolf from Hell as ridiculous as it is. Her name is Siberia, she's a wolf from Albany, not too far from here actually. Her Trainer is August, a Spark of old magic. He's very fair to a

history. She was born into the Askar life, and has been fighting since she was a young cub. A purebred with a white wolf a

, cousins of mine, my Aunt was very...traditional when it came to naming her children. For being the odd

e fairs in the tournament, I want her." He set aside her folder then continued looking at the rest, his eyes landing on the thick folder of a be

y this is more of an ending match than an opening my King

Isles, and the Bear against a Snake from the Icecaps for the opening match. The rest we will match as they go. I want all of these except for the Tiger from Greenland, the Fo

n do on my own. What will the starting bets be? And the theme for the opening ball and Askar reveal?" Jameson pulled out a pen, blew on the tip, causing a ripple

done, "Make it interesting, something to do with bloodlines, or showing their form through attire.

ing else come to mind? Otherwi

h, cry over my dead brother, deal with incompetent council, and fuck m

pen and folders from the t

breeding my wife and a King has needs. I wonder what her fox looks like, perhaps small and dainty, or a fully mature Vixe

ooked around before spotting a maid trying to sneak away back into the kitchen, "You! Maid! Go get the King his crown, it's in the upstairs study, here, follow this tracker, it will lead you to it. Hurry!" A bal

thing to cry about my brother." He rolled his eyes b

to the throne, your father felt sorry for you, but I knew from the moment you were born there was darkness in your wolf that your brother did no

o fetch the crown was cowering next to her back in her human form, "Mot

ewfound freedom, I could see what else you have done to ruin the family name. Or perhaps you have finally decided to ki

eve it is time for you to return to your room. You are feeling exhausted, why don't you allow this maid to e

hat you have dwindled down to, Donovan? Using your Spark to keep me complacent? If you were a real wolf you would have killed me yourself. But no, you poisoned your father to kill him slowly, caused your brother to take his Mate and c

t, "How dare you speak to your king that way! I spared your life! You should be thanking me. All those years you favored Marcus over me, all those years you cooed o

t. I dare you to. I favored your brother because he was my son. He stood up for you, protected you, cared for you, and you had him killed bec

mother. He couldn't bring himself to do it. As much as he wanted to, everything he did, he

knew it. You are no son of mine. Tiger! Take me back to my

m, shutting the door silently. The room was tense, the only so

as to losing control, "My King..." He was answered

run through the palace grounds and sink his teeth into whatever crossed his path, be it shifter, human, or animal.

such a good idea, Donovan? People will as

am. I will show them the Alpha that my brother never was. I will show them at the tournament, I will c

u make any other decisions, you aren't thinking clearly and are going to ruin

nd Jameson's throat, "Are you using magic on

gers, sending a spell s

nes morphing and skin sprouting fur. A large black wolf dropped to all four in front of Jameson, the head of the wolf reach

up and soil your wife the way you really want to, go and hunt the cute little bunnies hiding by the forest, kill your mother if you want.

e snarled at anyone that crossed his path, ears flat on his head, tail flicking and fur bristled. His claws clicked on the floor as he made his way up the stairs and to his ro

ne. He projected his

ghtly rising, and the fear become stronger as he passe

at her sleeping figure with his nose. She let out a sigh but curled tighter, not waking from her slumber. He let out a w