The Lycan King's Long Lost Princess
The Lycan King’s Long Lost Princess Chapter 91

Genevieve’s POV

I had no idea what I was doing, I was just doing what felt right. I touched Jaden’s hand and immediately the room around us fell away.

“What is this? Where are we?” Jaden asks looking around.

“Tell me. Where do you meet with John?” I asked. I felt like here I had all the control.

“Gregory’s.” He said in a monotone voice. Okay, that was kinda creepy.

I waved my hand and the emptiness around us turned into Gregory’s mansion.

“Wow, this is.. weird,” Jaden mumbles to himself.

“You’re telling me,” I say.

“How did you get ahold of them?” I ask.

“There’s a candle. It’s a summoning candle. I would light it and after a few minutes they would show up together.” He says, his voice going back to monotone. This feels like a command, but not at the same time. It’s.. odd.

“Show me,” I say. He stops touching things to see if we’re actually here or not and begins walking up the main staircase. We come across a room that looks like an office. A half-melted black candle sat on the desk calling to me. Whispering words I can’t understand.

I look at the candle at think of fire, then the wick lights.

“Did you jus-“ he asked when all of the sudden John and the witch that attacked me appeared In the room.

“Jaden? Gregory?” John asks looking around the room.

“Something off.” The witch says. A smirk crosses my lips and I don’t know how, but I know exactly what to do. I walk up to them, looking at them both. John seems completely lost. I don’t think they can see me but this witch.. she feels us.

I reach out to touch her when her eyes shoot wide open. “Fu-“ and she disappeared as soon as my fingers made contact with her skin.

“What the f*ck? Vivian?” Johns asks looking around the room frantically when I reach out and touch his face. He disappears just as quickly as Vivian did.

“What did you do with them?” Jaden asks.

“I have no idea, honestly,” I say. I pull us out of there and I hear yelling and growls.

“Grab her!” I hear Hunter growl.

“F*ck! How did they get here?” Mark asks.

I leave Jaden standing inside his cell and run out of the dungeon.

I see Vivian standing with her arms outstretched holding everyone away from her. She looks at me and narrows her eyes.

“You.” She sneers. She moves one of her hands towards me and I flick my hand to the side, throwing her into the concrete.

“John?” I asked looking at Hunter.

“We got him. How did you- oh never mind. Just get her.” Hunter said. Vivian pushed herself off the ground and tried to throw me with her magic but it was useless. I held my hand out to stop her, then I close my fist and she falls to the ground passed out.

“That. Was. F*cking. AWESOME!” Connor says. I hadn’t noticed that he had John unconscious on the floor beside him.

“Being an elite gives me some cool toys. Who would’ve thought a silver knife with a syringe full of wolfsbane built into the knife would be so fun to use? Dude was out so fast.” Connor laughed. He grabbed johns wrists and drug him into the dungeon followed by Brandon with Vivian.

“Wait,” I say to Brandon and run up to him. I place my fingers on Vivian’s forehead and I feel her magic soak into my skin.

“Now when she wakes up she’ll be nothing more than a sad human.” I smile and Brandon laughs.

“Is it permanent?” He asks. I shrug my shoulders.

“No idea. But if not I’ll just do it again and again.” I said. He nodded and continued carrying her to the dungeon.

“That was the weirdest thing ever. It’s like, you were here but you weren’t. Your eyes went all white and you didn’t move at all. What did you do?” William asked.

“Jaden said he used a summoning candle so I lit it. When they showed up, I have no idea how I knew to do it, but I did. I touched them and they disappeared.” I say.

“They just appeared in the middle of the dungeon. When they realized, they both tried to run. John got knocked out as soon as the left the dungeon. Connor was on him so quick I barely even registered it. And as you know the witch put up a bit of a fight.” William said.

“Now to get Nikolai.” Hunter ponders.

“I’m going to go make some calls,” Hunter said. He pulled me in for a k**s and then made his way to his office.

After Connor came back he walked me to Lanie and Dakota who were sitting on the couch swing with the twins on the back patio.

“Oh, my beautiful babies.” I purred as soon as I saw them.

“How’d it go?” Dakota asked.

“We got them. John apparently got knocked out as soon as it started, but Vivian put up a fight.” I said.

“Vivian?” Lanie asked sitting up straight.

“Yeah, the witch,” I said.

“Hmm. No, I don’t think it could be.” She mumbles to no one in particular.

“What do you mean?” I ask. She looks away from Sebastian and looks at me.

“I had sisters before I was a slave. Vivian and Josephine. But they were humans. I haven’t seen them since I was sold to maste- Gregory.” She corrected herself.

“You could go see if you want? I know I would if there was a chance it was my family.” I said but she shook her head.

“Whoever she is, she killed your family. And you guys are my family. There’s no way my Vivian would’ve done that.” Lanie says. I walk over to the swing and sit next to her.

“Are you sure? I could just show you.” I said. She looks thoughtful for a second then nods her head.

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt.” She says. I touch her arm and a flash of Vivian pops through my head and Lanie gasps.

“No. That’s not right. It can’t be.” She says looking up at me. Her eyes feel with tears and now I feel so much guilt.

“Oh, Lanie. I’m so sorry.” Dakota says. She grabs Lanies hand as a tear slips down her cheek.

“But that means that Vivian was there all those times when Jaden and Gregory would go have meetings with John. Doesn’t it?” She asks.

“I don’t know. You can go talk to her when she wakes up. I took her magic so she can’t hurt anyone.” I said but Lanie shakes her head vigorously.

“No.” She stood up, handing Sebastian to me, and disappeared into the place.

“If her sisters are witches, doesn’t that make Lanie a witch too?” Dakota asks.

“I’m not sure.. I don’t feel any magic for her.” I say.

“Poor Lanie,” Dakota says.