I
She woke-up with a little heaviness in her head. She touched her head, and then suddenly she remembered the wound in her shoulder. She removed the sleeve of her dress covering her left shoulder to check her wound; to her amazement however she noticed that it was healed. She could not even see any traces of wound therein.
Confused, Princess Shelyca got-up and check her surroundings. She noticed the simplicity yet cleanliness and orderliness of the room that she is into. It is big and the bed is big too.
She jumped down from the bed and peeped into the window. She did not know where she is right now. The last thing she could remember about what happened to her was when she tried to shift to her wolf form but she could not then everything became blurred.
As she looked outside the window, the very first thing that caught her attention was the natural beauty outside; the trees, the sea that separates this land she stood on against the mountains nearby, some animals around and vast farming lands on the side.
She also noticed wattle houses, some playing children and folks of different ages, either loitering or working around.
"So you are awake now." A male baritone, deep voice surprised the Lycan Princess. Immediately, she turned her head around only to be drawn deep into such bluish eyes that are intensely looking at her. At that moment, Sheenei, her wolf, suddenly growled; she is trying to come alive again.
"Where am I?" all she could asked him.
"In my village. I am Dareon and you are?" His bluish eyes squinted as if carefully assessing her.
"Shelyca... I am Shelyca," she replied awkwardly while looking away from him. She would not want to be drawn again to those eyes. His presence is too strong, making her senses trembles and she knew why at that instant that their eyes locked. Aside from that she could sense something about him; an aura, that only a supernatural being could posses like her.
"What, what village is this? She stammered.
He made a step forward near her. "You are here in my Thregonad Village Shelyca, or should I say she wolf?" He darted her with a look that seems to be travelling down in her every spine.
Princess Shelyca was caught off handed. "How... how do you know? I am in my human form," confused she asked.
He stepped one more time and then caught her face in between his big callous hands. "I saw it while I was trying to revive you but don't you worry, I can keep a secret, if you want it to be a secret," he whispered.
"Who are you really? I can feel you are not an ordinary human," she asked while looking at him this time. She wanted to determine what is deep within his eyes.
"You are right, I am not an ordinary human but I won't tell you. It is up for you to find out." He eyed her while grinning.
II
She tried, she really tried to use her abilities to see through him but it seems like he put a wall on himself that she could see nothing. All she can see in his eyes is a smoke and nothing else.
"You know my secret; why then can't you not trust me with yours?" she tried to use a little trick to let him feel guilty but he only laughed at her.
"You will just know it Shelyca. Meantime, you need to tell me why I found you on the sea, floating, almost lifeless." Inquisitively, he looked at her again.
Shelyca tried to reminisce what happened and told him what she remembered. In the end, she was almost in tears realizing now what happened to Krista. "Krista, my cousin and my friend; she was killed, she is dead." She looked dreaded.
Dareon holds both her shoulders and the Lycan Princess felt that current that crept through all her veins; blood rushed out of her heart and she almost skipped to breath.
"If that was what happened, then I have a hint that someone wanted you dead. Your life is at risk right now she wolf." He surmised.
"I don't have enemies. My parents don't have enemies. Why would someone wanted to harm me?" she asked confused.
"That we need to find out. By the way, what kind of wolf are you?" he asked while removing his hands on her shoulders.
"I'm... I'm a princess; a Lycan Princess." She admitted. Her hands trembled as he reached for her and once more cupped her face.
"I know. I can see that in you." He said at her with squinted eyes; his lips almost touching hers.
She snapped. "Don't you dare ... kiss me."
He laughed, "You want me to kiss you, as much as I want to do it with you, my Lycan Princess," he murmured, his breath fanning her right ear.
"No!" she hissed.
"Liar. You cannot lie to me, because I can see through you," he murmured once again.
The Lycan Princess has been mystified and Sheenei, her wolf inside her almost jumped with excitement.
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Alleiraki
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