The Lycan King's Long Lost Princess
The Lycan King’s Long Lost Princess Chapter 48

Hunters POV

Mathew is sitting on Genevieve’s old bed thinking what it could possibly mean.

“Climb 3- walk 3- books 6 over” he says for the millionth time.

“Let’s start in the foyer, see if we can find anything..” Hunter says.

“Yes, good idea. Maybe there’s numbers lying around somewhere or something?” Mathew says. Mathew has always been the best problem solver, the best detective. Riddles are his favorite thing ever.

We walk back down stairs and start looking around.

“How many floors does this castle have?” Mathew asks. Gen shrugs her shoulders and I do the same.

“No idea.” I say.

“Climb 3.. maybe 3rd floor?” Mathew asks.

“Let’s try it out.” I say. We climb to the third floor and the second we do, we see 3 rooms straight ahead.

“Walk 3? Let’s try 3 steps.” I say. We walk 3 steps forward and look around. Nothing..

“Maybe the third room?” Genevieve asks.

“Yes! Let’s go.” Mathew says.

We walk to the third door and open it. A bookshelf directly to our right.

“Books, 6.” Mathew says as he rubs his chin and looks at the bookcase.

“Maybe 6th book on first row?” Gen says.

Mathew walks over and check the book out, looking around it seeing if it leads to something.

“Nope.” He says as he pushes it to the floor.

I see Gen looking at the books when she stops.

“Here. 6.” She pulls back the book and we hear something move in the other room.

“Aha! Let’s go see what that was.” Mathew said. He jumped excitedly at the riddle.

We walk into the room in the middle, a hatch in the ceiling is hanging open.

“Well I’ll be d*mned.” Mathew says as he tugs a ladder down from the hatch. He looks at me and waves his hand, motioning for me to go.

“No you go right on ahead.” I laugh. He rolls his eyes and starts climbing the ladder. He gets up there and we don’t hear anything for a minute, then he sticks his hand down.

“All clear. Come up.” He says.

I nod Genevieve on and she climbs, my following right behind her. When we gets up there it’s dark, thankfully we all happened to bring flashlights up here.

Looking around, we just see a bunch of old stuff. Boxes everywhere full of clothes that look to be at least a few decades or more old. Old furniture covered in linens.

“This box here says Genevieve.” Mathew says, pointing to a box in the back, hidden under other boxes. Genevieve walks to it as Mathew clears it off, placing it on a table nearby.

Of course Gen does the old thing where you blow the years of dirt off the thing you found.. so cute.

“Most perfect mate ever.” Marcus purrs.

“Haha man don’t I know it.” I say.

Genevieves POV

I open the box wondering whatever it is could very well tell me everything I need to know. Or it could tell me nothing. Whatever it is, it’s important enough for my mother to look at me and tell me in a memory.

“I still can’t get over that Ophelia. Like how ridiculous is it that I can rewatch memories?”

“Told you were special.” Ophelia says.

“Yeah well I didn’t think THAT special.” I say.

“Well we are, and there’s so much more.”

She slips back to the back of my mind as I continue looking in the box.

I pull out a dress that’s in a clear bag with a letter stapled to it.

‘Moms Wedding dress. For Genevieve.’ It reads.

I feel a smile start to show as a tear falls down my face.

“What? What is it?” Hunter asks, feeling my sadness through the bond.

“Just my moms wedding dress.”

“What else?” He asks.

“Uhh looks like some jewelry, some clothes, and a bunch of papers. Let’s just take it with us and we can go through it when we get home.” I said.

“Works for me, my queen.” He says. We continue looking through the room when I find a book.

“Maître de tous” I say as I run my fingers over the book title.

“Ruler of all.” Mathew says.

“Since when do you know French?” Hunter asked.

“Recently. Wanted to know for the French babes. Can’t mess with a girl Without knowing her language.” Mathew says. Hunter and I laugh at his ridiculousness.

“Wow okay.” I say. I open the block and flip through, finding a page that reads: “Cadeau des dieux” •”gift of the gods.”

“Let’s also take this book. I look at it and feel.. connected.” I say. Hunter nods his head as he picks up the box, taking the book and placing it in it.

“Let’s go down stairs.” Hunter says. He hauled the box down the ladder, and down to the foyer, handing it to a guard to place in the car.

I find myself wandering around, and then I find my way to my parents room. I take a deep breathe before I step in, the door smashed to bits on the floor. The first thing my eyes meet is the bed, the sheets removed, b***d staining the walls. The mattress has old b***d stains, the b***d stains of my parents.

I sink to the floor, be knees giving out. A sob escapes my lips and tears fall down my face. I feel myself at a loss for breath, sucking in air like a vacuum.

All the sudden the walls are closing in on me. I feel light headed and grasp the floor as it comes barreling towards my face.

I hadn’t even noticed Hunter had run in behind me, gripping me and calling out my name. I can’t get anything out besides the cries that seem to never stop.

It feels like an eternity sitting in the floor crying. Hunter rubbing my back and kissing my head. The bond making the breathing easier, making the room open back up.

“Let’s go home love. I think we got what we need.” Hunter says and I nod my head.