The Queen of Wolves

Six: The Packs

*Izzy*

After a few weeks of healing and training on my new royal duties many minor Packs came to see the once cursed daughter of the King and Queen of the wolves. I was nervous and really feeling unwell about this, I didn’t want to be in the center of attention, it always made me feel awkward and flustered. But since I have been talking it has caused some slight issues. But I will survive this. But something else has been going on, my wolf has been pacing around in my head making me even more nervous. *What is it?* I asked her as I got on my silver silk gown grabbing The royal heir crown and putting it on my head.  

*you will see.* Was her only answer as she shut me out. 

Ever since I came out of my coma everyone has been clingy and dazzled over my mismatch eyes. It started to creep me out, the Witches and Elders didn’t understand what was going on. One witch said it was a blessing from the Goddess and it was a sign that I would be honored to be Queen while an Elder demanded that I be taken off the Throne and I would be cursed. Either way my mother and father had made the choice that I am going to be Queen. Just not so sure when that would happen. 

*BANG BANG BANG* 

I gasped as I walked over to my chamber door as my heart went to my stomach and back because I was not expecting anyone but as I opened that door my brother came in with a huge smile on his face. “Why your highness.” he said bowing in a silly motion and then closed the door giving me a huge hug. 

“For the love of the Goddess!!! MAX! You nearly killed me!” I laughed as I gave him a hug back only to hear a growl coming from the door, and then it opened to Aslaug glaring at us. I step back looking at her. “You really shouldn’t be baring your fangs at your future Queen and new Sister.” I said looking at her as I saw the mix of anger and fear cross her eyes. 

“Listen Princess, he is my mate so please excuse me for being protective. It comes naturally.” She said with a clear as day fake smile and a curtsy. I ignore it as I look at my brother and smile, “Please don’t tell me it is time to greet the rest of the packs?” I asked looking at him sadly as he nodded. “Yep and I’m here to be escorting the Future Queen to the Royal Throne room.” He said in a more serious tone. My heart tightens as I take his arm and look forward alright let's do this. 

*Aslaug* 

Oh how much I hated this wolf, she was younger than me and thinks she can rule over me. And touch my mate? MINE?! Oh she made my blood boil as I watched him turn from his fun loving self to a devoted brother and prince of the realm. Of course he had to escort her, it made me upset but this was the only time I was not going to be growling or huffing and puffing. This was a Royal Duty. If he offered to do it I would have been complaining but this is the one thing I can’t complain about, so I bit my tongue hoping not to bite it off. My wolf was pacing in my mind as I sighed softly walking behind my mate and his sister. 

*You are an arrogant human, you should not be having these ideas of over throwing this girl, let alone being jealous of her and her brothers. Her BROTHERS relationship!* I was taken back by what she had just said to me. My anger grew as I didn’t reply to my wolf. I was worthy to be Queen and by the Goddess I was going to be Queen. I was much older than Izzy and could handle the responsibilities of Queen. She was nothing but a cursed she-wolf that was mute and now a freak of nature.