Kat POV“Are you alright?” Enzo glanced my way, his hand capturing mine as I tapped my fingers on the arm rest of the private plane. I tried to smile, but I knew that it probably looked more like a grimace. My time being Kat had come to an end, and I was being forced to become Princess Katerina - Jurgen had made certain of that. The smug looking arsehole sat with his cold eyes closed, absolutely at peace as the private plane hurtled toward Slovenia, leaving all I knew behind. Eli sat on the opposite side of him, looking as nervous as I felt although I'm pretty sure his nerves stemmed from the fact that he was scared of flying. In fact, he had almost insisted that we go to Slovenia by boat rather than flying, but Jurgen refused. For which I was rather grateful for. I'd rather skydive from ten thousand feet in the air than be anywhere near the water, the fear of drowning still plaguing my nightmares.Enzo squeezed my hand again, returning my attention back to the man. “I'll be fine, I
Kat POVI will never forget the feeling that overwhelmed me when the plane finally rested on Slovenian soil, taxiing to the end of the runway where three black vehicles parked, waiting for us. The nervous energy tightened around my stomach, causing me to gag - not exactly the reaction one should be hoping for when returning to their home country. Forcing the nausea down, I looked through the window as the plane came to a stand beside the vehicles. I watched as six men climbed out of the cars, their muscular arms straining against the restriction of their white shirts, and their faces all neutral without a hint of what they might be feeling. “Come, Princess,” Jurgen instructed as he stood up and took my small bag with him as he walked to the door, opening it with a twist of a lever. He turned back to me, and I felt compelled to walk to him, leaving Enzo and Eli to gather up their bags and follow as we all filed down the stairs and onto the tarmac. “Oh ground, how I’ve missed you,”
Kat POVKinga Mattias, or Uncle Mattias as he insisted on being called, sat beside me on the sofa in his office, his hand trembling as he held mine and tears shone unshed in his eyes. He insisted on knowing everything that I had been through in the last four years since my disappearance, even the bad stuff, and I tried to fill him in as best as I could. “There is almost a year between your kidnapping and when you were taken in by Miss Giulia that we do not know what happened to you,” he said slowly, a sad edge to his voice. “We know that you were taken by Castle Corp, but apart from putting that awful necklace around your neck, we don’t actually know what was done to you. It must have been terrible for your wolf to choose to separate herself from you entirely, although it was probably a good thing or else she could have gone mad. Maybe that was their aim, and why they used the necklace to suppress both her and your auras.” My eyes flew to the wooden box that Jurgen had placed on Unc
Kat POVDinner was a disaster.From the first second that I sat down beside my uncle at the dinner table, until the moment I returned to my room, things just did not go well. And as much as my uncle tried to guide me, I could see that he was getting frustrated with the fact that I didn’t know much about formal dining, the political issues facing the werewolves or about the different ranks within the Royal Pack.And then my mother showed up.“Princess Anka,” the man who sat beside me stood and bowed to her before he offered her his seat, only to have it turned down with a snort as the woman chose to sit at the foot of the table, as far away from Uncle Mattias as she could get.“I’m glad you could finally join us, Anka,” my uncle said in a disapproving voice. “I trust that you have already welcomed your daughter back home.”She threw back her head and laughed, grabbing the bottle of wine from the table and pouring herself a glass. “Of course I did, Mattias.”Lies.She drank half the gla
Enzo POVIt had become pretty darn clear that I was no longer welcomed at the Palace. No one had come out and said it outright, but between the back roads getting to the castle, and the convenient exclusions from certain guestlists, it was pretty obvious. A week passed since I had seen the woman my heart yearned to hold, and then another week went by. And still, I hadn’t even caught a glimpse of her. “I can’t believe they’re making you move out of the Palace,” Eli grumbled as he carried a box of miscellaneous things I had stored in my closet. “I’m not surprised. Despite King Mattias supporting my search for his niece, I never really believed that he ever wanted me to mate and marry her,” I grunted, lifting the last box of my belongings. “I'm not royal-worthy.”Eli snorted, “fucking royals. I hope they don't go and change Kat. I was starting to like her before she became a princess.”I didn’t respond, if I did I would have echoed his own fears and I didn't want to say those thoughts
Kat POVThe door to my bedroom swung open and I jumped up from where I'd been sitting on the sofa in fright as a woman barged in, followed closely by a rather apologetic looking Jurgen. “I'm sorry for the intrusion, Princess Katerina,” he began before the middle aged woman raised her hand in his direction and halted his apology.“I am Madam Zametovka and I've been hired my King Mattias to remind you of your princess training,” the woman spoke slowly, her words dripping with condescension. “We will start now. You can go, guard.”Jurgen looked at me for confirmation and I nodded, letting him walk away and close the door behind him.“A princess does not laze about like a sloth,” Madame Zametovka waved her hand in the direction of the sofa. “Oh, I was just…” I began to tell her that I was reading about the different ranks in my uncle's armies, only for her to frown and walk away.“Don't oppose me, girl,” she growled, flinging open my closet doors. “Now take off all your clothes.”I blin
Kat POVI closed my eyes and turned away, expecting to feel the teeth of the wolf pierce my skin. Only it didn’t come.I opened my eyes slowly, and watched as the black wolf seemed to grin at me before it padded off casually in the opposite direction from where it had come, its golden eyes gleaming. My heart hammered against my ribcage, the beating echoing in my ears as my fingers dug into the bark of the tree I leaned against for support. “What the hell are you doing out here alone?” I screamed and spun around, coming face to face with a furious Jurgen. “I was looking for Aurora,” I explained feebly, feeling rather stupid in retrospect. “I told you to wait for me, my Princess. You are vulnerable outside of the Palace walls, and even within, you are not entirely safe,” he scolded, arms folded across his chest. “Now come, you should return to the Palace before something bad happens out here.”I didn’t dare tell him that I had almost died. He would have been even more furious and h
Kat POV“Is Aurora going to be alright?” I asked the moment the doctor and I were alone. He smiled slightly, and yet it was a painfully fake smile - the type people plaster on their faces whenever they have bad news but don’t want to seem intimidating. “She will survive this attack, Your Highness,” he said confidently before his tone changed entirely. “However, the link between the wolf and you has been fractured - and has been for a long time. You are no longer connected in the way you should be, and this is why she has not been able to heal in the way she should.”I chewed on my lower lip, fighting the fear that something was terribly wrong. “It is not normal for a werewolf to be separated from their human counterpart - even for Royals like yourself. While I understand that she may have done so to save both of your lives at some point in the past, it is now hurting her and will lead to her death. I need your permission to be able to consult my colleagues about your case and find
Kat POVThe dining hall was abuzz as Enzo and I followed Elijah into the crowded room. People immediately stepped aside and bowed to us as we passed, something I felt that I would never get used to. As the crowd parted, a sight I could have never even imagined had me stumbling, my feet refusing to cooperate with me. Giulia stood proudly in the middle of the room, her hair pulled back from her face and tied in a high ponytail which made her look rather fierce. She wore a pair of jeans and a halterneck top which revealed the scars on her arms from her months of torture at the hands of Fabio, and yet she wore them proudly, as if they were a sign of resilience which I guess they were. But that wasn’t the sight that had my stomach clenching. No, it was the sight of Sofia Milano - Mother in the flesh - kneeling before Guilia with her hands tied behind her back. The image was a far cry from the woman I had known back in Italy, her face bare of the bold makeup she had preferred and the pe
Kat POVI felt the icy fingers of fear wrap around my heart as Damian let out a deep growl, his eyes glued on me. He was going to kill me, of that I was sure, and my beloved Enzo was going to watch it all. “I guess you get to choose how you die,” Anka giggled, tapping her dagger on her chin. “My blade, or your lover’s hands.” Anka swung her blade out at me, catching me off guard and the sharp steel sank into my forearm. I let out a hiss in pain as I jumped backwards, my hip crashing into the cement balustrade of the balcony. “Kat!” I heard Enzo call out followed by a strange metallic sound. Damian launched himself forward, anger in his eyes as his heavy footsteps thudded on the stone flooring as he began to run at me. I gripped the banister, my body frozen in fear and dread. This was it. This was how I was going to meet my death. It was as if it all happened in slow motion as Damian’s body shifted ever so slightly as he ran, and I saw something flash in his eyes - almost as if he
Otis POV“Was it really necessary to lock ourselves in this room?” Henry grumbled from across the colossal dining table in the palace dining hall. “We could have stayed in our rooms, or left Slovenia entirely.”Gunter let out a deep sigh, “would you have liked Katerina’s rebels to twist the narrative to make it seem as if we were letting her take the throne? No. We stay put until Anka kills the little bitch, and then we announce the victory with pride.”Devon nodded enthusiastically before adding, “besides, it is best that we are together while the killing of Katerina takes place. No one would be able to say that we intervened in any way, even though Damian is there to make sure that the job is done. That was a clever idea, Otis. Well done old man.”A smile tugged on the corner of my mouth but I bit my cheek to stop it from escaping. I would be lying if I were not proud of my plan. Having one of Katerina’s mates be the instrument of her death while the other was forced to watch? That w
Kat POV“Damian.”I breathed his name, my voice failing me as I watched him confidently stand beside Anka, her personal bodyguard.“What the hell did they do to you?” Enzo shouted his way, but Damian didn’t even respond in the slightest… not even a twitch of a muscle or a blink.Vasilios gripped the bars beside my head even tighter, his fists turning white as his voice dropped to a mere whisper. “That is Damian, right? It isn’t Darius?”Jurgen nodded… well, I think he nodded because the next words out of Vasilios’s mouth were, “what the fuck did they do to him? He doesn’t even look like he recognises us!”I had honestly wondered why I hadn’t seen Damian on the battlefield, and a part of me had hoped that he had escaped – oh, how wrong I had been.“Ah, I see you haven’t forgotten my darling pet over here,” Anka purred, stroking Damian’s cheek lovingly. “When the council asked me to choose who I wanted to serve me, I could think of no one better than the King of the Rogues. Ha! King!”S
Enzo POV“It has to be a trap,” I grumbled as I stomped up the hill toward the castle with Kat by my side, her hand in mine. “Are you certain that you need to do this? None of us will blame you if you cancel and tell Anka that the fight should be on neutral ground.” She sighed and leaned against me as we walked, lifting our joined hands to kiss mine. “If I try to back out now, she will twist the situation and make it seem as if I have bowed down to her. Anka is a master manipulator, and I can’t take that chance.” I didn’t like it, not one bit. But Kat was determined to end this fight for the crown today, and nothing I could say or do would change her mind. She didn’t even let the rest of her guards follow us up to the castle - only Vasilios and myself had been allowed to accompany her, with Jurgen trailing behind like a beaten puppy. He was just mopey because his mate still hadn’t been returned to his side after being taken for medical treatment. She and the rest of the council’s
Kat POVAnka stood just on the edge of the parking lot, two of her bear bodyguards beside her with guns and a mean glint in their eyes. Okay, I might have been too far away to see their eyes, but I’m pretty sure that they looked as mean up close as they did from my distance away. “Oh, Katerina,” Anka laughed bitterly, “I wouldn’t have thought you would be so stupid to have come back to Slovenia, but I guess you couldn’t tell that you aren’t welcome. If you had a death wish, you should have just said so. I’m sure my men would be happy to oblige you.” Anka laughed at her own joke and the bears chimed in, causing the hair at the back of my neck to stand up. Aurora growled lowly and the men kneeling before me slowly stood up, creating a shield with their bodies against any attack. “Why should I be afraid of her?” I asked myself, shaking my head. I nudged Vasilios aside and stepped in front of him as Enzo tried to pull me back, but I shrugged off his hand and he came to stand beside m
Kat POVI had heard so much about the way adrenaline pumped through the body when you’re in battle that it’s like someone else takes over - and I guess they were right - but no one had ever told me the effects of coming down off of that adrenaline high. One look at the dead bodies strewn across the parking lot had my stomach churning, and I realised that I had actually killed someone. The nausea clawed its way up my throat, and I couldn’t hold back any longer, emptying whatever was in my stomach in a manner which certainly didn’t suit a princess. “Are you alright, Kat?” I heard my brother-in-law ask, concern evident in his voice. I nodded to Luca as I wiped my mouth on my sleeve, fighting the dry heaves which I knew were far from gone. “Of course she is alright, Castello,” Jurgen replied, his chest puffed out as if he had something to do with my composure. “She is Princess Katerina, the only royal woman to ever have joined in a battle.” I blinked hard as my voice found its own fr
Jurgen POVI had expected a tough battle - I think we all had - but some part of me had envisioned it happening on the hills of the Slovenian countryside and not in the parking lot of Enzo’s nightclub. The rogues rushed at us in waves, hoping to overpower us by their sheer numbers, but they were untrained and their fighting was sloppy. Perhaps that was why the Council decided to send in their brainwashed drones.The first soldier who attacked me took me by surprise, his strength and technique so vastly different to that of the rogues. I barely managed to drop him when another launched at me, and then another. I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears as I was confronted by three of the Council’s soldiers, and for a brief moment I doubted my abilities. “You are a blessed wolf, Jurgen,” I gave myself my go-to pep talk. “You were touched by the light of the moon, and you can get through this.” I guess it helped as my hands were soon coated with the blood of one of my attackers, the ot
Enzo POVIt happened so quickly that it was almost as if it had been practiced, like some choreographed scene in one of those cheesy action movies Luca loved. The whole room seemed to shake as the back wall of my club crumbled, and rogues covered in dust and building debris stormed in. I barely saw Jurgen and Vasilios exchange a glance, their unspoken commands to each other once again reminding me of why they were such a great team in battle. If it hadn’t been for the pair of them and their cohesive strength, I would probably have died back when I was being held prisoner by that band of sadistic humans. The sound of Vasilios’s battle cry yanked me from my memories, and I watched as he charged toward the sea of rogues, my brother close behind. “We have to get Kat to safety,” Jurgen shouted above the chaos, grabbing her around the shoulders and steering her back to the front door of the club. “If we can get her into the parking lot, we can hide her away in one of the cars.”Kat opene