Stolen Bite

Evelyn's POV "How long does it take?" I start to lose my patience as I ask my maid. I have been waiting here. In my father's private court. He asked to pay him a visit and look who isn't here now!! It has been thirty minutes to be exact. Or might be even longer. I lost track of time after humming to few songs. There are two places in this palace that doesn't have a clock. This private court room and the public meeting room. My father's point is that if he is late to arrive, the guests shouldn't know how late he is. Like.. dad, even after the meet the guest will still understand once they walk out. And his point again? Is that the meeting already ends by then so he has nothing to do with it. I am a girl with less patience levels. Zero tolerance to s**t. People often call me bratty. But they don't dare call me names right in front of me. Like.. c'mon! I am the Princess of Werewolves!!! The only daughter of the King of werewolves. Michael King.! "King might arrive in just a moment, Princess" the maid before me shivers as she answers. "Might or will?" I ask her again raising an eyebrow. She just bows without an answer. Just as I am about to talk, my father walks in. With pure elegance. Power radiating through him. His every step is firm and calculated. Like he doesn't really care. I take after my father. I don't take s**t from anyone. Putting the same line again, I have zero tolerance towards shit.! "Good Evening, father" I greet him with a smile. "Good evening my princess" he smiles as he kisses my cheek. I am much more calm around him. Not just because he is my father or the King, but I genuinely feel the calm vibe around him that wraps me in comfort blanket. "It's almost time. For you to take up the responsibilities" he whispers taking a seat. This private court is used only by the family. So there aren't really those many seats. Just a table , five chairs and a book shelf. But still the room screams Royal. This is the smallest room the palace has. "Dad! Please!! No!!!" I whine. "It's your time sweetie" he laughs. "I am just twenty!" I scoff. "And everyone in werewolf world takes their responsibility at eighteen" Wow he has an answer! "But father-" "Ev!! You know what your reputation is among the werewolf packs and Alphas. I never really restricted you. But you need to prove yourself. You are the Princess. And you will become the Queen one day." He says with a stern nod. I give it a thought. I was indeed taught that I would take over the werewolf world one day. Being their queen, I have to lead the path. But I am not ready yet! "It's time Ev! Let people see the real you. Get familiar with the packs. The Alphas. The people. Get connected" He says. And I fall into deep thought. "Of course!" I find myself saying. "Take your time. But I want you to remember, that the future of the whole race is in your hands." He states as he leaves again. I am Evelyn King! The only daughter of Michael King and Charlotte King. I lost my mother not too long ago. It was a rogue attack. Something that left a mark deep in my heart. She was the best Queen this race has ever seen. I was eighteen when she passed away. Everyone wanted me to take over. But it was my father who let me take my time. But I took my time in a wrong way. Being ruthless. Being reckless. And at times, killing traitors is my hobby. I feel no remorse when killing rogues. They are meant for it, after all. I walk back to my room. This palace is not so huge considering only the Royals live here. Which is my father and I so far. Yes, I still haven't found my mate. Neither he decided to come search for me, nor I have those thoughts. I also believe in fate. If fate wants us to meet. We will. At some point of time. And he would be the King. I only wonder if my mate would be capable. I have the King's blood running through my veins. So I am a Queen by nature. Not sure if my mate would be some low ranking wolf. I don't discriminate wolves by their ranks. But if someone would take over the position of King, then they should bloody have those qualities!! I plop on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I am twenty. And it's time I have to give a break to my father. I also have to prove myself to my own people. Let them know I am not really that bratty as they imagine. Maybe, sometimes I get into this weird ruthless mode even I wonder what switch that is. But I need to turn it off is all I know. "So! Are you up for it?" My wolf Tasha asks. Am I up for it? I guess I am. It's my job after all. Moreover, it would be easy for me. To wipe out all the traces of Rogues from this world. No one will escape from my sight. Being a Queen would make it possible. And easier. I don't have to answer anyone. A smile makes its way on to my face. "Yeah. I guess" I answer . "So Princess Evelyn is soon to be Queen Evelyn huh" she smirks. Yeah! She will be Queen Evelyn. And she is going to kill every rogue that there is. Honor her mother who is resting in peace. And raise her head high once the word 'Rogue' gets into history. "I am all set father. The responsibility is mine" I mindlink him without wasting any time. He takes just seconds till he mindlinks me back. Wow looks like he was eager for my response. "Very well. The coronation will take place soon. I am thankful you agreed. I love you" he says. I let that slide. Being emotional is something I am least familiar with. Never did I hold my mother and father and express them just how much I love them. If I say I am close to my father, then I am closest to my mother. Well, I was. That one Rogue attack, took away a lot from me. My emotional side, my true smile and my mother. So revenge is just a word now. Very soon. The power would be mine. So I would do what needs to be done.