What happens when you are a werewolf and you are mated to another from a race known to be your natural-born enemy, a vampire? This was what happened between Auriana, a Werewolf Princess and Lyrus, the Vampire King. They never thought that fate would play such a game on them after centuries of their races being rivals, yet here they were, mated and none could reject the other despite knowing the odds against them. Despite knowing that the likeliness of their bond being accepted by either side was less than slim, they indulged themselves in this forbidden love. Will their bond be strong enough to rival the opinions of their people and win? Or will their duties and responsibilities as leaders keep them apart? ***** Meet the human Princess, Astrid. A young woman set on defying the norm of her race and kingdom and creating a path for herself and others like her. Rejecting an arranged marriage and deciding to join the court, these two reasons were already seen as insults to the kingdom but she was determined. In a kingdom were women were only meant to be married off and bear children to increase the population, Astrid's decision was looked down upon by all, men and women alike. life had never been easy but it became worse after she met Roman Blackburn. A shamelessly persistent vampire. Or in her words, an annoying vampire, who was set on winning her heart. What will happen to these couple? Read more to find out!!
Auriana almost laughed at his attempt to save his son, but she reined in herself. Everyone was waiting for her to get answers from the fool of an alpha. She couldn't keep playing around with him.
"Tell us everything, then we will let him out of here," Auriana said and growl of protest cane from Edgar. She looked behind around him, silently asking him to trust her. After sharing eye contact with her for a whole, he gave in, but everyone could see that he was still biy okay with it.
"Do you give your word?" Damon asked, and Auriana nodded her head. He would have demanded for more, but he didn't know just thick or thin the princess' patience was or how long f it would take before Edgar steps in, disregarding his agreement with his daughter. Edgar was, after all, a possessive father. "Fine," Damon yielded.
The dungeon became silent as they all waited for him to speak, and he was taking his sweet time to do so.