The Lycan princess

Beep beep beep… rolling over I groaned as I hit the snooze button on my alarm that showed 4:55am. Stretching and yawning I just stayed in my bed wrapped in my blanket staring at the ceiling for the next five minutes. Once my alarm went off again, I got out of bed and put on my workout clothes so I could train for the next hour. Once I was done training I came back and went into my bathroom to take a nice hot shower. When I was finished, I wrapped a towel around my body and decided to blow dry and straighten my hair. I put on some light makeup just some mascara, eye liner, natural eye shadow and some tinted lip balm. I then walked into my closet and decided that I wanted to look nice today for my sixteenth birthday because today is the day that I can find my mate. You see my name is Andrea Peterson and I am a Lycan and Lycan’s are the strongest amongst werewolves. We are faster, stronger, we can heal faster than the average wolf. Lycans are superior in the werewolf world, but that isn’t what makes me special. When I was two years old, I had to leave my family because we were attacked by a bunch of rouges. Not just your average werewolf gone bad but more like an army of rouges. My parents are the Lycan king and Queen. They rule over all werewolves in the world, but that also means that there is a much greater threat to my family because of power hungry people. The rouges that attacked my kingdom were looking for me since I am next in line for the throne, and that is the reason why I had to leave. My parents sent my uncle who is their betta and his mate along with my cousins their kids to take me away. They were ordered not to come back even if they won the fight. Not until I met my mate. Only then could we go back home because once I found my mate my abilities would come to me, and then I needed to continue my training with my family. My uncle told me some of the possible abilities that I could get from both of my parents and that I could still have more. It doesn’t really seem strange to me that I need to do more training since I have been training the day, I turned five. It started out small with just running, working out, then eventually I took up boxing, judo, and many other martial arts fighting styles. When I turned ten was when I really started to train. It started with hand-to-hand combat with my uncle. He raised me along with his mate and they eventually had twin pups, my cousins. Then it turned to fighting in my human form with my uncle in his wolf and then with knives, spears, and any other weapons we could use. I was an early bloomer so I got my wolf the day I turned twelve. And I have been training every day since I turned five. I know almost any fighting style there is to learn. I finally decided on a pair of tan shorts with buttons on the front sides and a burnt orange one-piece sleeveless turtle neck paired with some gladiator sandals. As I was walking down the stairs to where my family was, I can hear them all moving around in the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen and on the table, I could see my favorite breakfast, the one that my aunt makes every year on my birthday or when it’s been a bad day. I can smell my favorite white chocolate chip pancakes with bacon, eggs and coffee. Boy, do I love my coffee. I mostly drink my coffee black but I also love my frozen caramel coffee sometimes on a hot day but ill dink it any day. “good morning everyone” I called out to greet my family. “happy birthday” they all broke out singing and then one by one they all came to give me a hug before we took our seats and started to eat breakfast. Once we finished breakfast, they all gave me my birthday gifts. My aunt and uncle gave me car keys to a brand new ultimate 4xe jeep wrangler, which I couldn’t even believe they were giving me a car. And after much protest from me not wanting them to be spending so much money they told me that they wouldn’t return it. Sam gave me a heart shaped white gold locket because she knows I am not much of a yellow gold color person and told me that it is for when I meet my mate, I can put our pictures in it, or pictures of my mom and dad. Matt gave me a pair of black sneakers with some neon “So, Andrea you must be happy that you can finally find your mate” my aunt Heather said looking at me from across the table. Just as she said this my cousins started talking about how perfect mates are, and how they can’t wait to meet their mates. Although I am excited to meet my mate, I am more excited to finally be able to go home and see my parents. It’s been fourteen years since I last seen them and to be honest, I don’t really remember what they look like. All I have are pictures from my uncle Sean and Aunt. Not even my cousins can remember my parents who are their aunt and uncle. Also my cousins are the same age as me just a couple months younger. My birthday is August 13th and my cousins are October 20th. My aunt is slim but fit with shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin, oval shaped face and she is very smart but also really deadly. No one wants to ever be on her bad side. My uncle Sean also has tan skin with black hair, hazel eyes, with sharp defined facial features and he is even more fit than my aunt since he was also the head trainer in my kingdom, and he hasn’t stopped training since we left. My cousin Matthew is the older twin and looks exactly like his dad just a younger version of him with his mom’s brown eyes. My other cousin Samantha looks exactly like her mom just with her dad’s eyes. The twins got their wolfs at twelve and have been training with me and uncle Sean most days. Especially since Matt is supposed to be my beta and second in command and Sam is also going to be my betta/advisor and my third in command once I take my place as queen, so they have been learning everything from uncle Sean and aunt Heather. Looking up from my birthday gifts I replied “yes I am but I am also excited to see mom and dad again. I don’t really remember much so I am not sure how I am supposed to react when I see them” I said truthfully. “Drea” this time my uncle spoke looking at me. “your parents are going to be so happy to see you and have you back home. It’s been a while but you are their daughter and the future of the kingdom.” Of course, my uncle is right. He is always right. It is almost rare that he is ever wrong. But still, I couldn’t help but wonder how my parents will react when they see me after all these years. I hope they will still love me even though it has been so long.