THE LYCAN KING'S HIDDEN PRINCESS
“Valerian!” a cry came from outside and my feet rushed to the door, my body having
recognised the voice before my brain could comprehend what was happening.
I yanked the door open and almost broke down crying at the sight before me, “Queen Lyla!” Bethany gasped from behind me.
I scooped her into my arms, my eyes searching for any unwanted presence before rushing her into the living room.
“Valerian put me down, we don’t have much time!” she rushed out the command as she struggled to get down.
Silently obeying, I put her down, taking note of how she looked and it wasn’t pretty. Her hair, that was always neatly made, looked like a bird’s nest; twigs and leaves hanging from the knots. Her long white sleeping robe dirty and bloody from her waist down, she looked a royal mess; with a bunch of blankets wrapped around her upper half.
“My Queen, what happened?” Beth asked as she handed me my medicine bag.
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