His Blessed Warrior Princess

Gia’s POV -Drip drip drip… it’s pitch black dark and all I can feel is the cold concrete floor beneath my feet. I hear people yelling as a strange man is taken past my cage. He locks eye with me and winks. He is very tall and big, no match for the people pulling him from the collar and chains around his neck. They proceeded to take him down the hall. All I can feel is fear. Some time passes, I’m not sure how much but strange cries come from down the hall. I stay planted in the corner of my cage, where I have been since I arrived a couple days ago. Men start running down the hall “it’s the dragon!” Flames start lighting the hall and the next thing I know I’m being placed on a wolfs back. I’ve never saw a wolf like this, as black as night with black eyes. The screams get louder from the down the hall and man who places me on the wolfs back tells the wolf to go now before anyone notices. The heat from the flames is closer now, I feel the panic rising from the men around me. The man who winked at me earlier is in the hall, somehow loose and coming my way. The wolf takes off out of where I was being held captive, no later as we make it outside “boom” the building starts to crumble. Another “boom” and I’m startled awake. I open my eyes to realize I’m in my bedroom at my uncles. The storm outside triggered another nightmare of how I was kidnapped at three years old. I’ve always had a target on my back. My Father who is king of the royals of the eastern pack and my mother who is a high priestess of the most power coven, created a “blessed wolf” as they say. At 23 years old only a handful of people have be able to see my true appearance, any other time I’ve been out in public I have had to be in disguise for my own safety and wear my necklace to block my powers for being detected. I was kidnapped at 3 years old and held captive for a week. I only remember small details of what happened. I somehow turned up outside our pack territory, aside from looking a little malnourished, completely unharmed. The mystery behind my kidnapping is still unknown. My mother believed I was to be sold to the highest bidder and when I became of age I would produce power heirs for some deranged alpha. My father, Alpha Joel, and I have never had a great relationship. Same with my mother, Luna Nova, even though I know it pains her. I was raised by my aunt and uncle, my Fathers sister and her husband. We live in a little cabin far from the pack house but still within pack territory. Our cabin is completely covered by spells and can’t be found unless you’ve been invited over. I was sent all over the world to train to protect myself and how to harness my powers. I’ve studied with over 50 packs, tribes, and covens on how to be the best warrior I can be. But my father will not allow me to fight along side our pack or participate in training. “Gia!” I hear my cousin Valerie calling for me. I get up from bed unwillingly before my alarm has even gone off and see what the hype is about. “What are you doing up so early?” I asked walking into her room, seeing how Val is such a late sleeper and it’s usually me waking her up for training. Shes still allowed to train and fight with the pack. Val isn’t “rare” as my father says. “I need your opinion on my outfit for training today, I’m trying to impress Kasey, I need a date to the ball Saturday” I roll my eyes at her as she stands in the mirror in her room checking out her outfit “you look amazing as always” Valerie has our royal family’s signature genes, ice blue eyes and long blonde hair. She’s about 5’6 and has a little more curve to her than I do but she’s fit. Val is the definition of beauty. “Easy for you to say you’ve already got a date, when are you and Greg going to become official anyways?” She’s referring to my on and off again boyfriend. “I don’t know, we have fun but it’s never really been like that for us. It’s just passing time until we find our mates.” Greg and I have been on and off again since high school. He’s a doctor at a hospital in the city. I was told I may or may not have a werewolf mate since I’m a hybrid. So I haven’t been set on saving myself because who knew what my mate would be if I even have a mate and Greg just hasn’t seen to have found his mate yet. “He’s a good looking guy, and he only has eyes for you. To top it off he’s the top surgeon at Jade memorial hospital! Greg is a good looking guy. He’s 6’2, blond hair and blue eyes, like almost all of Willow Moon Pack, freckled skin, average build. He’s a decent guy. “He’s not our mate” my wolf, Stella says in my head. I push her aside not ready to deal with her nonsense today. “You know it’s just not like that for me and Greg understands that, he’s actually hoping to find his mate at the ball Saturday” Val gives herself one more glance in the mirror satisfied with her high ponytail, light blue sports bra, and black biker shorts. “We’ll I’m off, I’ll see you back here this afternoon?” She ask. “Yeah I have to go into the city today for my job interview. If mama or pops ask, tell them I let my wolf out on a run.” Val looks at me raising her eyebrow. “How exactly do you plan on pulling this off?” I give her a wink “You’ll see.”