The Lost Werewolf Princess

SassAss Fantasy

Hey Readers! This is a standalone story in my book series; The Werewolf Throne Legacies! If you haven't read the first three books, "The Alpha King and His Second Chance", "The Alpha King and His Human Luna", and "The Alpha Queen and Her Chosen Mate," now is the time! There won't be any MAJOR spoilers, but you will have a better understanding of the book in general by reading the first three books first! Hope you enjoy and happy reading!
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Annalise
We sat at the opposite sides of the long wooden dinner table, our silverware clinking against the ceramic plates that had been handed down for generations. I wonder who was going to make the first move. Her or me? There were far too many looks being exchanged at this meal for something not to happen. And given this past year, I think it's safe to say things are about to go down.
I tried to think back to where everything went wrong. Was it something I said? Something I did? Perhaps, but I don't think it was my actions that caused my older sister, Bethany, to kill our father. I know she did it, I just cant prove it, though I have tried hard to. And she knows this.
Under normal circumstances, once our father, Alpha King Bjorn, passed away, Bethany would have taken over as the new ruler. But this was no normal circumstance. Our father had a will, and in it he named me to be his successor. Unfortunately, the will has mysteriously been misplaced. And that was okay, at first. The council decided to leave our kingdom without a ruler temporarily. Sadly, that time was almost up. It would go to a vote. The council would thoroughly evaluate my sister and me and decide who was more fit to rule. She had years on me, but I surpassed her in all other categories, and she knew this, and so did everyone else.
She was getting desperate, her hunger for power driving her. In fact, several months ago, she even told the council a bit of information I wished to keep secret, and soon after, King Derek was at my door wanting to pursue me romantically. Had things moved forward, I might be living in another kingdom far far away right now and Bethany would have already been made queen. However, King Derek had just recently decided to form a union with princess Kelly, and now here we sat, just days away from the council's arrival, to see who was more fit to rule. If something was going to happen, it would be right about now.
I asked a number of my father's closest guards to stay near me for protection, but it was clear that the loyalty in our castle was split. Half seemed to think the first born was the rightful heir to the throne, the other half prayed that the will was in fact real and Bethany would not be made Queen.
"I will see you at breakfast?" I asked, setting my napkin down on the table.
"Sure." Bethany shrugged, a dangerous glint in her eye.
"Perhaps I will make quiche Lorraine."
"Sounds lovely." She said, her eyes narrowing.

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