The Alpha's Warrior Princess

around her but there was no sign of anyone, not even her wolf, Dahlia. She started to run around

o use her voice instead. *Dahlia, Dahlia, please

lence and so she ca

ld feel her. She is not sure how close Dahlia is, but this

tried to trace her with her s

uting* Dahlia's voice was suddenly heard. *Sorry

hlia would never want to reveal her hiding spot to her. Knowing that she does

tly, Andrea?* Dahlia

ly her situation is, and should not try to get on her nerves. *Quit playing around, Dahli

r, the voices are that of a yet-to-be-formed identity, it not yet fully good or evil... It tells tales of the past and the future... Its story of the past flow

t seek for me?*

wer that Dahlia gave her, but she was more

ts story in the future. Go now, Andrea, you are too connected to it and m

ep down she knew it was one of those things she would understand with time, but the dangers of the present still linger on a

her but she has to know her limits and also respect her boundaries. Andrea's task is not an easy one and more helpers or guard

henever they want to. Dahlia had to come to assist Andrea and keep her as safe as she can. Her

r stronger than Dahlia. All Dahlia does is help

no chance against the forces that are trying to get Andrea. She only prays the mo

f the same magnitude. She could feel it, she could see that the presence was directly watchi

to see the strange creature which looks like a shadow

to be captured, and not knowing what would become of her, she closed her eyes tightly and screamed. She screamed so loud but it wa

the shadow looking at her, her soul longing to be

gone, and all she perceived were the sweet fragrances from h

to feel nor could she explain what she had just witnessed. Something inside of her had screamed to

was afraid of whatever awaited her if she do. But then she

here, with me' she

or how long has she been here and when did the strange things in the wood occur? Or has she been unconscious

ave to do this now, right now" And with this resolution, she slowl

oud footsteps approaching, and once again, the lit