Kat POV
“Princess Katerina?” I repeated in a whisper before I burst out laughing. “There is no way on this planet that I’m some princess. I’m a thief! I’m not some prissy royal living in a castle somewhere.”
The stranger’s eyes met mine and I fell quiet as his eyes seemed to pierce into my soul. “You are Princess Katerina Anja Mila Terezija, Princess of the Werewolves and heir to the throne. You were stolen from us five years ago, shortly after your eighteenth birthday, but you are now found and King Mattias wishes for your return as soon as possible.”
The man glanced at Enzo as he said these last words, as if no longer speaking to me and instead, giving an instruction to Enzo.
“We will go to Slovenia soon,” Enzo replied, his eyes cold as he spoke to the stranger.
The stranger ste
