The Lycan King's Long Lost Princess
The Lycan King’s Long Lost Princess Chapter 47

Genevieves POV

The moment I step out and take a good look at the place, I hardly even recognize it. There’s vines climbing up the castle, the lake in front of it looks dirty and unkept. It definitely looks like it’s been abandoned for 10 years.

I take a deep breathe and walk to grab Hunters hand. The mate bond helping to calm my nerves. He gives me a quick squeeze letting me know it’ll be okay. When we walk up to the door, we realize it’s blocked by a massive tree branch.

“Oh I got this!” Mathew says. I feel a smile creep into my face. He leans down to cart it off but when he pulls up, it doesn’t budge.

“No, wait wait let me go again.” He says.

He struggles again to pick it up. I mean this branch is pretty big.. Even for a Lycan. It’s the size of a car just about.

Hunter huffs and walks toward the branch and lifts it up with one hand and throws it out of the way. He looks at Mathew and laughs.

“He is so strong, it’s so sexy.” Ophelia says.

“Yes he is.”

“I loosened it for you.” Mathew says as he rubs the back of his neck, his red hair falling out of his bun.

“Sure.” Hunter laughs.

A few guards went in first to make sure no one is in it. After a few minutes Hunters eyes glaze over and he nods, sending the okay to go in.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” Hunter asks.

“Of course I am, come on.” I say.

We walk in, and the first thing I notice is old b***d stains on the concrete floors. This castle is old, it’s been in my family for centuries, so yes.. concrete floors.

I feel the tears start to sting me eyes looking at the b***d. Bile rises in my throat threatening to explode everywhere. You can tell it was attempted to be cleaned, but it clearly didn’t do much of anything.

“Hey girl I’m here for you.” Dakota says.

I nod my head at her and William shoots me an apologetic look.

There’s a staircase in the middle of the foyer that leads to the next floor, ripped banners and dead flowers decorate the dirty walls.

“I want to go to my parents room.” I say.

“I’m not sure if that’s a good idea, Gen.” Hunter says.

I want to. I need to know what I can. I need to find things. See if they had anything about me.”

“Okay, but if you need to we will leave. The second you say anything.”

“Okay that’s fine. Do you know the way?” I ask.

“Do you not remember?” He asks.

“Vaguely.” I say.

He grabs my hand as we continue up the stairs, I look both ways, seeing another flight of stairs before I reach a familiar hallway. I pull him down the hallway to the last door on the left and open it.

“Well this is definitely not your parents room.” He says. He looks around at the light purple walls with butterflies everywhere. ‘Genevieve’ placed on the wall in big stone letters.

“Huh.. I had almost forgotten what my room looked like.” I said as I stepped in. I ran my fingers over the top of my dresser, collecting a heap of dust. My room pretty much looks untouched, besides my bedspread strung out on the floor. I close my eyes and try to imagine my last night in here.

I open my eyes and see a little me, laying in bed with tears streaming down the sides of my face. My mother is sitting beside me, stroking my cheek and the second I feel her touch, I stop crying.

“I love you my little princess. Everything will be alright.” She says.

“I don’t want to leave mommy. I don’t want to be without you!” I say.

“Baby girl, it’s okay. You’ll be okay. You’ll grow up and you’ll have a home full of children.” My mother says.

“ I don’t want that I want you and daddy!” I said.

“ I know baby, and I want that too. But it’s not safe for you to be with mommy and daddy. We have to hide you. You’re leaving.”

“When?” I ask.

“Tomorrow night.” She says. More tears stream down my little face. I remember it felt like she didn’t want me anymore.

“I love you.. my little girl.”

“I love you too mommy. I said. She kissed my forehead and looked into my eyes one last time before she walked towards the door.

“I see you.” She whispers to the door looking my way. We’re standing so close I could hear her unsteady breath. She looks at me.

“Mom?” I ask.

“Mon orchidée, je t’aime. Un jour tu domineras tout. Vous avez le don des dieux. Grimper 3- marcher 3 livres6.” Is all she says as she disappears into the hallway.•“My orchid, i love you. One day you will dominate everything. You have the gift of the gods. Climb 3- walk 3-books6”•

Hunter is staring at me, holding onto my wrists with a worried look.

“Are you okay? That was weird. You’re eyes were red again.” He says.

“I was watching a memory of my last night in here. I said. He sent me a sad smile and kissed my forehead.

“She said something.. like she knew I was there.” I said.

“What did she say?” He asked.

“Excuse my French, I barely remember it. I want to say she called me her flower. Said she loved me. And something about leading, and I know for sure she said gift. She also said ‘climb 3- walk 3- books or pounds 6 over.

Hunger seems to ponder a moment before I see an idea pop into his head and his l*p twitches a little. So cute.

“So hot!” Ophelia purrs.

“Chill Ophelia.. not the time, nor the place.”

“Okay, okay. But later.” I shake my head and ignore her.

“Maybe a clue?” Hunter asks.

“Maybe.. but to what?” Hunters eyes glaze over and Mathew comes running into the room.

“What’s up?” He asks.

“Climb 3- walk 3- books 6 over.”

“The h*ll?” Mathew asks.

“Genevieve heard that in a memory. Said her mom looked right at her and said it. Does it sound like something?”

“Possibly.. let me think.”