The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

Chapter 97

CAMILLA’S P.O.V

“I mean no harm,” I called out but the vampire made no move to step out. “I just want to see your king.”

He laughed maniacally. “Not many people live to see that request. Our king does not like visitors neither does he tolerate them.” The guards tightened their circle around me.

“My name is Camilla and I am the Queen of the wolves. I believe he should want to see me. I would not come here unless it was important.”

There was silence for a minute and I honestly thought he wasn’t going to respond until he spoke. “I know who you are. He has been expecting you but we didn’t know you would come with guards of your own.”

“Did you expect me to walk into unknown territory unprotected?”

He finally stepped out of the woods. His hair was cropped short and close to his head. He looked like a normal person except for the unusual paleness of his skin. It was patchy and white like snow. I figured it was expected considering they were practically dead and lived in the cold of the mountains. He smiled and I saw a hint of his fangs.

Although I had never seen him, I recognized him from his eyes alone. “You were the one watching me in the woods, weren’t you?”

He smiled. “Maybe. Come, Camilla, the king awaits.”

The guards with me hesitated but I figured that we were already here and if he wanted to hurt me then he would have done so already. He walked ahead of us unbothered about his bare feet touching the rough plain. I figured not much bothered the undead. We got to the mouth of a cave and the guards in front of me stopped.

“Your majesty,” one of them began. “Are you sure this is a good idea? We don’t know if there is an army in there. We are walking in blind.”

“I can assure you that there is no army,” the vampire said from in front of me. We turned to him in confusion and he tapped his ears. “We have better hearing than you guys. To answer your question, there is no army. We don’t need one. I can assure you that there are less than five people, including me.”

we allowed the vampire lead us into the cave. It was pitch black and it took longer than usual for me to get adjusted to the light. The distinct smell of blood filled the air and unease threatened to choke me. “Forgive the smell,”

the top that allowed light filter inwards. Right in the center of that opening was a

shoulders. His eyes held wisdom that I couldn’t even begin to fathom. Even though he was seated, I could tell that he was a tall man. There was blood at the corner of his lips and he

get your attention. Welcome to my abode. It might not be anything

attempt to grab me but I shot him a hard look before turning to face the king. He was looking at us

you had come in an hour ago, I doubt you would have been able

he was trying to push my buttons to see what made me tick but I had no time to spare on the conversation. I came with a mission in mind, I

to confirm than

you can refer to me as Alastair, it is the name I was given

me to recognize the name but I had never heard it before. I thought long and hard in case it was

is a pleasure to

recognition on my face. “It is customary for people to bow when they

they see a Queen,” I quipped back and the corner of his lips tipped upwards. “Let us not

here, Camilla? Wolves do not wander here

me, I’m not quite worried about that,” I jerked my thumb in the direction of the vampire who led us. “I am not here to fight. I have a problem that I

I already know what it is. The vampire who keeps murdering your wolves,” when he saw the surprise on my face, he

would be handled soon. “I hope this means that you are working on it

brows scrunched

being dragged in. inside that crate were two werewolves. They were bound and gagged and although they were alive, they had been beaten and looked malnourished. Alastair watched my face intently as he stood to his feet

new wolves every day. I always like to have some in backup,” he smirked and nodded once more. This

dead by my side. It didn’t

asked feigning bravery. If he was going to kill me then I wasn’t going

he shrugged and leaned closer into the chair. “Living for a thousand years gets boring sometimes.