The Lycan King's Long Lost Princess
The Lycan King’s Long Lost Princess Chapter 35

Genevieves POV

Today is the day of the council meeting. Hunter explained to me that only one of them is Lycan. There’s one Lycan, one vampire, one witch, and one wolf. Humans aren’t in the council because they’re lowest in rank, they die too easily apparently.

We’ve prepared a dinner, and then we’re going to present the computer and see what we can do about Jaden.

Hunter has been following me around nonstop. Honestly, I understand, but it’s getting so annoying! If it’s not him, it’s three of our most vicious guards.

“Do any of you ever speak?” I turn around and glare at the guards.

“Yes my queen.” One of them said.

“We’ll what are your names? If you’re going to follow me around everywhere, I’d like to at least know that.”

“I’m Damian. This guy right here is Brandon. And he is Connor.”

Damian is the tallest of them all, and very big muscular dude. With his shoulder length blonde hair and his full beard.

Brandon is the shortest. Probably a few inches taller than me, but he’s quick on his feet which gives him an advantage in fighting.

Connor looks terrifying. He has a massive scar on the size of his shaved head. And one of his eyes are missing. But obviously that doesn’t stop him from being one of the elite fighters.

“Well Damian, Brandon and Connor, I’m glad to know your names. And try just calling me Genevieve. Please.” I said.

“Yes my que- Genevieve. Sorry, it’s just what we’re supposed to call you.” Connor said. I’m surprised he spoke at all, he seems to be the most quiet.

“Well I figured that, but I hate it. So just Genevieve is fine.” I ran out of the back door to the gardens.

The gardens have all kinds of plants. Different colored flowers, vegetables, you name it.

My favorite would happen to be orchids. They’re so pretty. There’s apple trees around the gardens, blocking views from everywhere.

It seems to be my favorite spot to sit and read. I’m not the best at reading, but William would help me on occasion so I know the basics.

Damian hands me the book I’ve been reading, it’s just a bunch of poems by Edgar Allan Poe. His writing is hard for me to understand, but thankfully when I have a question Damian or Hunter answer.

Damian recommended me reading ‘The Raven’ but it just gave the the chills cause only one person has ever called me that, and I would rather not think about him.

As I sit under one of the apple trees reading, an apple fell and hit my head. I winced and Connor came rushing over with his claws protruding.

“I’m okay! It was just an apple.” I giggled. I picked up the apple and tossed it at him. His quick reflexes snatched it up and he took a bite.

“You never know my queen. Apples are suspicious.” He laughed.

“Genevieve. And how are they suspicious?” I asked.

“Well, like what just happened here, they attack when your vulnerable. Plus the shade of green they are is creepy.” He shudders as he says it making me giggle.

“This shade of green is scary? I held up another apple that had fallen.”

“Yes. Just like the movie Coraline. They give me the heebee jeebees.”

“Oh my goddess.. the what?” I laughed.

“Hee bee, jee bees.” He enunciated.

“What in the h*ll?” Ophelia questions.

“Girl, I don’t even know.”

“Dude something’s wrong with you. You’re the only person I’ve even heard say ‘heebee jeebees’” Brandon retorted.

I took this as my chance to pick up two apples and throw it at them.

“Ow! What was that for?” Brandon rubbed his arm. Connor was just looking at me wide eyed.

“Y’all are annoying. And I’m bored.” I grinned at the both of them. They turned and looked at each other as I went to pick up another apple. When I reached my hand out, the apple rolled to me.

“Did you see that?” I asked Ophelia.

“Yes. Like I told you. We are special.” She said.

“I don’t know. Maybe it was just a coincidence.” I pushed her to the back of my mind.

I picked up that apple and another, and chucked them. I missed Brandon but I got Connor.

“What are you guys doing?” Hunter came walking up to us.

“Oh nothing. Just getting beat up by our queen.” Brandon said.

“Oh really? My queen, you do realize it’s not a good look with you abusing your guards.” Hunter laughed.

“Oh I realize. But they were arguing! It stopped them, didn’t it?”

“Yes. Well, would you like to come eat? Dinner is in a few minutes.”

“I’m starving. Let’s go. Oh and Sarah’s birthday is the day after tomorrow. I want to throw her a little party. We’ve never had birthday parties at Blackstone, so I figured we’d start it here.” I said.

I stood up and brushed the dirt off my jeans.

“Y’all never celebrated your birthdays?” Hunter asked.

“No. Or any other holiday for that.” I said.

“That’s crazy! She’ll be 18 right? So it’ll be her first time shifting. We’ll throw something awesome together.” Hunter said.

“Great! But I want it to be a surprise. So nobody tell her anything!”

“This will be nice! We need something fun and exciting.” Ophelia said.

“Yeah, you’re right. I should’ve remembered earlier, but it’s last minute. We’ll have to come up with something amazing. A night to remember.” I said.

“I need someone to go to get the supplies. We need streamers, balloons, flowers, and many other things.” I said to Hunter as we walked to the dining room. He placed his hand under my chin and drives me a grin.

“Anything for my queen.” He pecks my lips and I melt right into him.

“Council is here.” Mark said.

“Okay, dinner first then we have the meeting.” Hunter said.

“Works for us. Cameron has everything ready.” Mark replied.

“Good. Tell him to join us for dinner.”

“Will do.”

When we get to the foyer Hunter starts welcoming the council men. One of which is staring at me. Hunter starts greeting them one by one.

“Hello, elder John. It’s a pleasure to have you here.” He holds out his hand to be shaken, but John just looks disgusted. Elder John is a tall man. His muscles are hidden behind his expensive looking suit. His auburn hair is combed in a perfect swoop on his head and his eyes are just as creepy as everything else. He’s the lycan.

“Okay well, this is my mate. Might I ask if there’s an issue?”

“No. No issue here. She just looks familiar.” John says. He looks me up and down and smirks.

“What a creep.” Ophelia says.

“Yeah, for real.”

“Elder Dixon, welcome.” Hunter said. Dixon is the shortest of them all. He has strawberry blonde hair and light freckles. He sounds like he’d look sweet and innocent, but he has this dangerous energy around him. He must be the witch. He smells human, but you can tell he’s not.

Elder Nixon bows and gives a smile I didn’t think he had.

“My friend. So good to see you.” Nixon replies and hugs Hunter.

“Elder Ramon, it’s been a while. Happy to see you.” Hunter said. Ramon nodded his head and smiled.

“He doesn’t speak.” Hunter mind linked me and I nodded internally.

“What happened to him?” I asked.

“During the wars he was captured by humans and tortured for five years. They cut out his tongue and experimented on him.” Hunter said and I felt horrible for him. He smells like a wolf.

Ramon’s dark skin tell a series of story’s with the lines that mark him. Just like mine. He has dark brown hair and matching lifeless eyes.

“And Elder Nikolai. How is your king?” Hunter asks. This one.. this one is more different that I’ve ever smelled. He smells like death and b***d. His pale skin gives him a lifeless look, his black hair messy on his head.

“He is good, Hunter. I see you’re doing good as well.” He said in a Russian accent. He motioned around the room and looked at me.

“Yes, finding my mate has been an amazing experience.” Hunter says and smiles. He grabs me and pulls me into him.