PhillipaWaking up in the early hours of the morning after my birthday, I decided not to think about it again. I knew I was enough. Nobody ever told me I wasn’t. It was my own silly insecurities making me feel this way. There had to be something I could do to support my people. Something more than just my birthday. I wanted to get involved in the actual running of our kingdom.I didn’t want my brother’s crown. He deserved to be king. I just wanted to get more involved in some way. I wanted to feel useful. I didn’t just want to be. I wanted to do something. I wanted to feel needed on all the other days that weren’t my birthday. My mother looked happy when I told her what I wanted to do and by nightfall, I had been named ambassador to the kingdom.My brother and Bella had some news to share that fit perfectly with the fact that I wanted to get more involved. Bella was pregnant! That meant at some point she would need help with some of the duties so that she could take care of the future
PhillipaMy mother wasn’t just one of our pack heroes. She was my personal hero. She overcame so much before she was found. But that was also the reason I sometimes felt as though I was a failure. I hadn’t nearly overcome as much as she had. I knew my parents did everything in their power to give us and our pack a better life. They never said one unkind word to me or my brother.It was my own insecurities that were driving my fears. All I could do now was focus on my trip. I couldn’t focus on my fears and insecurities. Especially now. I loved the boat. I loved standing on deck and feeling the salty wind blowing through my hair. It took some convincing, but my mother eventually joined me and I could have sworn I saw her smile at one point.She was a slave the last time she was put on a boat like that. It made me feel sad for her. When we reached the shore a couple of days later, I could see the relief on my mother’s face instantly. She still looked strained, but she was slowly relaxing
Somewhere in a cave in the dark forest.A thin fingernail touched the water and as it ripples, I can see an image start to form. Her beautiful face is the first thing I can see before the image moves out, and I can see her entire frame. She is smiling and her eyes sparkle. This is not the first time I’ve looked into the pool of the witch.“And you are sure that is her.” I frowned. I ask the witch the same question each time I come here.“Yes, that is her.” She frowns, and I don’t want to antagonize her any further. I pay the witch before leaving. Now I just need to find a way out of my current mess, and then I can claim my princess!PhillipaI was still thinking about the incredible pixie kingdom when we pulled up outside the dwarf’s kingdom. They were the complete opposite! The pixies were delicate creatures. The dwarfs were rough. The pixies were thin and the dwarfs a little fatter. The pixies walked around happy and smiling. The dwarfs were too busy to pay much attention to me.The
PhillipaThe witches had a feast planned for the evening and as I was getting ready, I caught sight of the bottle of tonic on my dresser. I knew I was going to take a huge risk, but I was feeling so nauseous that I couldn’t stand it. There was no way I would be able to get through dinner that way! I grabbed the bottle, uncorked it and took a huge sip.Closing my eyes as I swallowed and prayed that it wasn’t poison. The moment the tonic hit my stomach I started to feel better, and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. The tonic could very well have been poison, but surely, they wouldn’t have been that stupid. My omega would have testified that the witch had given me something. I shook my head to clear the thoughts of poison.My mother said that because she was scared. She had such a traumatic life at one point that she was scared something might happen to me. I was grateful for the tonic and thanked the healer as soon as I saw her at dinner. I could see the look of relief in her eyes, but
AndreMy experiences with women haven’t been good at all. It started with my mother, who died the day I was born. She left me with a womanizing father who taught me that women wanted only one thing from us. The opportunity for a title and money. I fought against this notion for a long time. The girls at school weren’t all like that.One girl in particular wasn’t anything like the others. I fell fast and hard for the dark-haired blue-eyed Vicky, daughter of my father’s beta. The war had been going on for as long as I could remember and when we had to run from our home for the umpteenth time, Vicky’s father insisted I mate with her for her protection. He played me.Vicky and I were mated under a full moon in a forest far away from home and I thought I had found my true love. My heart broke on a similar night not so long after that when I caught her with one of the warriors. I tried not to think too much about what happened that night. Flashes of what happened still haunted me. The amoun
PhillipaI got the fright of my life when the biggest boulder suddenly started to move and, in the blink of an eye, I was looking at a troll!“Your highness, welcome. I am Edgar. The ruler of the trolls.” His face was kind, but the thing I noticed first was how chubby his cheeks were! I had to fight with everything inside of me not to squeeze them! All around us, the rocks started to move, and their entire clan stood in front of us. I was positively gobsmacked! We didn’t have much information about the trolls.They didn’t have anything to trade, but my brother believed in adding them to the trade agreement. The idea behind it was to make everyone feel included after all. I looked around after the introductions but couldn’t find where we would be staying. I was surprised when they showed us to a cave. It had been set up for us, complete with rock beds and moss blankets, and I had to bite my tongue.I wasn’t spoiled, but I wasn’t sure if I could sleep on a rock. Lunch was the biggest su
PhillipaI couldn’t remember much about the trip back home. I remember flashes of waking up and having people around me and finally being loaded onto the boat, but I don’t remember much. I remember my mother’s panicked voice when I arrived home and, after that, everything just went dark.I woke up in my room in the middle of the night and my entire family were sprawled out around me. My mother was sleeping on the chair beside my bed with her head resting on her arms while my father and brother were on chairs in the corner of my room. It was the first time in I had no idea how long that I felt wide awake. As I tried to get out of bed, my mother stirred.“Oh, thank the goddess! Oliver! Eli! She’s awake!” My mother gasped and I sighed.“Hi mom. Hi guys. What happened?” I frowned, and my mother quickly explained everything. I sat listening as my shame grew. I have been the cause of a lot of people being woken in the middle of the night.“She said you drank some tonic!” My mother exclaimed
Phillipa“Let him go!” I shouted, feeling confused. I wasn’t entirely sure what was going on here. I was the only one who said it and he looked just as confused as I felt. I could tell from his scent that he was a wolf of some kind, but I also quickly figured out that he wasn’t a Lycan. His scent was different. Almost like … My eyes grew wide at the realization of what he was!He smelled a lot like my mother! He was a werewolf! My mind ran a mile a minute. All I could think of was my father and his hatred for all the werewolves that weren’t my mother. How on earth was I going to tell him he missed one and that one was my mate?!!! I waited for the wolf to say something, anything that would indicate he recognized me as his mate, but there was nothing. I wanted to know more about him. Did he have a pack? Did they have territory here? Was he a rogue?“Bring him.” I ordered my guards. Thankfully, we were planning on staying here for a couple of days before I was moving on to the next town