The Lost Lycan Princess

Dimitri POV I sat bolt upright in my bed drenched in sweat yet again. This was the fifth time this week those eyes have haunted my dreams. It's like they were calling to me, begging me to find her. "Again?" Gunner asked waking up from sleeping on my sofa. He hasn't left me alone all week thanks to these damn dreams. Sighing I swing my legs over the edge of my bed. "yeah" I walked over to the wet bar in the corner and poured to classes of whiskey and walked over and handed him one. "I wonder who she is. Have you seen anything more besides her eyes? Anything that could help us find her?" He sipped his drink "It's the same thing everytime." I rub my hand down my face growling in annoyance and say it all again as I lean my head back against the chair. "I see these bright emerald eyes, then her golden brown hair and red armor, then I wake up." Why am I dreaming of her. Who was she to me? Sipping my drink a thought comes to my mind. "Do you think she's my mate?" I looked over at Gunner "I have heard stories of some Lycan's able to sense when their mate is near, maybe within a few miles. Though both need t be of mating age." Gunner looked deep in thought trying to remember all the way back to Lycan History 101 "Oh you are awake already, good. The Guardian's will be arriving just after breakfast for the start of the festival. Get ready, oh and please behave." Gunner and I both just started laughing at Claira who in turn just turned her mother look on us while placing her hands on her hips. "Yes, mum" we both sang out to her and I downed the rest of my drink and walked towards my bathroom for a much needed shower. I turned the hot water on and watched the steam billow out of the open doors and couldn't help but think about those damn eyes. I wish I could see more but everything was covered below her eyes. Her hair was golden brown and tied back in a braid and her armor was the deepest of reds. Either from blood staining it or for some other reason. Sighing I shook my head and walked into the shower and coudn't get the image of those eyes out of my damn head. Feeling my c**k throb I groaned in frustration. "great she's going to be death of me and I don't even know who she is yet." "THERE HERE EARLY! HURRY UP!" Gunner yelled at me "f**k OFF!" I yelled back "YOU ARE GOING TO WANT TO SEE THIS BROTHER!" There was something teasing in his tone that had piqued my interest. I turned off the water and wrapped the towel around my waist and walked to where he was standing by my window that over looked the training grounds. Looking out I saw the Guardians unloading from the truck they were brought in on. The Guardians were Lycans that were either Orphans from birth or that joined when their parents couldn't pay a debt. They were trained from day one to know only how to kill. They all had different colored armor raining in shades of grays and blues and blacks. Though one piece of armor stood out. "It's her" just as I spoke her eyes sliced to my window and my breath escaped me and my c**k hardened "f**k" I groaned