Turning Tables on the Princess

lvery wolf emerge from the trees so close behind me. Loping through the grass. I forced my legs to

counting on the fact that they

wing they were more powerful, faster and more a

from hunting us as zea

d me was cutti

ng fo

ds of my knee length hair as he tried to c

me at least. I co

leg out from under

r a mate. And does

he’s done with me.

my ears. “He’ll break you

*

touched the ground. My ankle bones adjust

y chanc

t of a naked woman in the fading light would sure

ge rock and twisted halfway to hurl it bac

as he yelped, and his head rolled in toward his chest. Skidding a f

on, he righted himself with

d start mean

*

a hailstorm of well-placed arrows landing ju

ntentedly as he eyed me in a way that had threatenin

t the wolf to back off. And ano

ge up and veer si

aimed f

st straight upward and

romise for

e furious than I’

ran over it. My feet thudding over the planks before I reached the dual door

hed myself into his ar

alf of it

*

and he pulled me fu

ould spot that they were slightly furred with

my eyes on, Your Highness!” One of the heav

how h

even in wolf form. Eve

wn his snout, which made him distinctive. His shoulders were wide and shifted threateningly. S

ll be hel

Alaric. I gave a sly smile, hid

linting with triumph as I gazed back at Alaric, until the guards

ew I’

can do ab

*

as I looked at the people in the baileys.

ol to som

e and the high walls and

ed. I wanted to scream it

ara Pack’s reach

hly pleased with myself. Turning back into the o

st the huge doors. Fierce enough to rattle them. His snarl

me through them!” A man

d the door rattle again and boards

in of the Guard appeared before d

ron Kingdom, guided me through the doors. Gently walk

heavy armor clattered down the stairs and lined up at those do

*

AR

ed through them. But he wanted to vent his rage. So, he’d rush them a

ng those

astounded mutterings were a happy rew

I’m not nearly d

e’d went straight to his older brother,

did, and knew that in reality, he had no choice. Ev

ve cast me f

at grief over the loss of their father, hunting do

e let

and a half, Alaric ha

ch. He’d silent

ever girl and she

e’d fle

nd deny what she is once more. But something roared in

wolf. She bel