The Princess’s Broken Alpha

You can hear a pin drop.

A tall broad shouldered red headed Lycan with a lip piercing dressed finely in a white shirt and black pants combined with black boots strides in confidently through the door. He coldly looks over the place and his hair shimmers so much like copper wire it looks unreal. The only wolf who can rival his size is Samuel. He is followed by four other large serious Lycans. Clinging on to the red head rubbing all over him is a beautiful small faced white blonde with striking blue eyes with her hair in a high ponytail. Perfectly sculpted and skinny with perfectly manicured nails and an expensive matching white outfit, she looks like a doll. She seems overly excited taking in the building and everything.

"What kind of welcome is this?" she huffs "I thought they'd carry us in or something like those Egyptian kings and queens not letting our feet touch the ground. You promised this would be fun." she whines to the red head tugging on his arm. She doesn't care that we can hear her, she wants us to hear her. Her large diamond necklace and watch gleam under the lights.

Because clearly walking into a room was taking too much from Queen Nefertiti. Samuel coughs and I realize I said it out loud in my open connection with him.

Our room filled with wolves bow heavily before them as we all cower in submission feeling the heavy weight of their auras. The nephew is clearly very powerful and he makes us feel it as my wolf whines mercilessly yielding under the weight.In order to avoid an incomplete reading experience, visit J0bn lb.com. His eyes glint as he takes us in and this is more than just for show, as he displays his easy dominance over us. My wolf detests this and growls harshly and starts to rise like its nothing against his power sending out his own aura and I quickly put him back down.

We want to be in the good graces of the royals. A Lycan is worth more than a hundred werewolves and can take out a werewolf pack like it's nothing so we don't want to give them any reason to dislike us which is why we grovel heavily. Those in the way scramble to leave an open path pressing themselves against the walls as they make their way towards us. His eyes rove over the wheel chair and he finally relaxes his aura making us fully look up.

"You've got be kidding me. I used to think this was a joke." he says snidely, frowning at my wheelchair. Here we go. Royal Asshole.

"As you can see we are beyond honored to have your presence with us today" Daniel's voice booms as he cuts in enthusiastically and he nods.

"Thank you Beta Daniel. Alpha Zion"

He barely looks down acknowledging me and does another quick scan of the room.

"Mr. Reviere, Mrs.Greyson, how may we be of service to his majesty?" I ask.

"Just call me Mariela. I'm not that old" rudely huffs the blonde and I want to laugh. She is that old. All the tight clothes in the world cannot hide that.

He turns around to talk loudly so everyone can hear while the blonde rubs his back and it looks like a parent encouraging a child.

"There is a missing Lycan which the beast crown would like to retrieve as soon as possible. If anyone comes across a Lycan or has come across one, it should be reported immediately to your Alpha who will pass this message swiftly to us.

I glance a confused look to Samuel who looks just as mystified as I am. A missing Lycan? There is no where to run from the Lycan crown. Who would be stupid enough to try that? Maybe they wanted some time before their death wish. It would make sense. One last run in the wild.

"Do you have a description of this escaped Lycan?" Samuel asks and he looks like it's the first he's seeing Samuel standing there. Mariela's eyes widen as she stares at Samuel.

"No." he snaps. Of course we wouldn't be given anything else. It is not for us to ask but I had to know.

"Is this Lycan dangerous?" I ask gruffly.

" Again no." The look on his face made us know that those were the end of the questions.

"Fortunately Alpha Zion we have a few more territories to cross so we won't be staying." he says and looks about ready to leave.

"Well we'll definitely-" I begin and Mariela reaches out her foot to tap her silver heel against my wheel chair and I coldly look down at her wedged heel tapping my chair.

"We'll let you know if there's anything."

He nods and is about to walk off when Mariela wraps her arms around his torso stopping him and leans in to whisper to him super secretly. Reviere looks over my wheelchair and I as she kisses his cheeks her blue eyes glistening. "Pleeeeeasssse" she begs.

"Of course. Anything for my precious baby"

His eyes look back at me coldly and I can see the muscle flinch in his jaw.

"Before we leave. Let's see what the cripple looks like changed."

It feels like the entire room has paused.

Samuel is instantly livid and Daniel moves beside me.

"No!" thunders Samuel.

"The fuck?" Daniel adds unbelievably.

The pack house is jittery and whispering, looking on in fear. Everything has turned for the worst.

"You're really a royal bitch aren't you?" I look at him deadly, feeling my anger rise.

"You dare to talk to us Lycans like this!" Mariela screams angrily "Jackie! Honey, he needs to be punished!" she snarls at me.

His face is hard as stone and he releases a wave that has all bearing our necks in submission and pain. I grunt as I grip the armrests.

"I won't let a werewolf talk to me like this much less a cripple. I don't think anyone would flinch if I carved you up for disrespect." he says menacingly and my wolf shudders from his aura.

He swiftly moves so fast you don't even see it and grabs Julie in a blink who releases a frightened scream.

"Julie!" her mother screams and it is already chaos.

His claws painfully dig into her neck drawing blood as she turns red from lack of air and he shakes her like a rag doll. Her parents scream and her father John holds back her mother. The male wolves have come to the front, the warriors all ready to fight glowering murderously at him.

"Shift Alpha cripple or I'll break her neck and then the big one's next" he ferociously demands and I cower under his command. Samuel's canine's are out i response and Daniel reaches over to hold him back. The veins in Julie's neck look like they're about to pop. I can hear some crying around the room. The male wolves are stirring even more, growling viciously ready to defend but its no use against the Lycans. Not with Julie's life on the line.

I can't shift. Not in front of my own pack members here. Not in front of everybody. Julie's eyes look at me helplessly and I can tell she is losing consciousness.

"

Okay" I breathe out harshly as I reluctantly agree rubbing my hand over my face. Fuck. Mariela has a smug grin on her face like she's at the zoo about to see the main attraction.

I take my shirt off and Samuel is pacing angrily behind me and Daniel is struggling to talk to him. I know he's barely containing himself.

Here goes.

I shift and fall loudly on my side as my wolf fights to use its front legs to not fall flat barely holding up from the floor. My front claws skid loudly against the slippery floors and my wolf panics trying to stay upright looking around worriedly. Everyone is looking and I can see it all on their faces.

"Ewwwww." Mariela says taking me in.

Reviere lifts his black boot and roughly pushes against my wolf and I fall on the side helplessly in a loud thud, the wheelchair turning over. He eases back and spits on me.

"Disgusting. You should have put him down." he points at Daniel and tosses Julie to the side on the floor.

"C'mon" he pulls Mariela away and heads out to leave.

Samuel and Daniel rush to my side as I shift back and they throw my shirt over me.