His Enchantress: Seducing the werewolf queen.

As Athena snuck out of the house, she fingered the collar of the prettiest dress she owned hoping her mother wouldn't awake from her slumber as she went to meet Kevin. He was the son of the town chief and the only person who didn't make her feel like a failure for not being a shifter, he even loved her and had promised they would have their first kiss today on her sixteenth birthday and they would stop meeting in secret, he promised to marry when they were both old enough but sometimes she wondered if his father would consent. Before she could make it far from the house she heard her mother scream. Her blood turned into ice as she ran back inside and saw her mother bleeding. She quickly ran back out to call for help and luckily she saw Kevin and some of his friends. "Kevin!" She ran frantically to him tears in her eyes. "What do you want?" He sounded cruel but she didn't have time to take note. "My mother, she's bleeding, you have to help her. Help me." She sobbed and Kevin looked away as though he hadn't heard her. As she looked at him confused and panicked one of his friends laughed and the others joined. "Oh please. Everyone knows she isn't your mother, she was some rich man's w***e and you're a bastard. You should be thankful to be rid of her." Athena's ears rang and her head felt like it was too heavy for her she looked to Kevin surprised he didn't say a word in her defense. "Kevin?" Her voice sounded odd even to her ears. "What is it? Did you think I meant it? You're a fool if you believed you were more than my plaything." "But you love me." It came out as a whisper as the tears streamed down. "How can I love you? You're a weakling, not even a real wolf." His friends laughed as if he had said something hilarious and they walked away. With her broken heart, she went back to her mother's deathbed and sobbed. "Mom please don't die." She begged as she pressed the bunched-up fabric of her favorite dress against Brenda's bleeding wound to slow the bleeding. "Athena, I want to tell you something." She coughed. "Let me tell you the true story about your father. I come from a line of what they call king's women. When…..when I was born-" She paused to cough and blood spluttered from her mouth. "-my life force was linked to your father, the Alpha to be his consort for life and to follow him to the next. if I died nothing would happen to him but if he died-" She coughed up more blood. "You die." Athena completed it for her. So it was true what they said. "Am I a bastard?" She asked Brenda in a broken voice. "No Athena, I was a loyal subject to your mother, you are the daughter of the king and queen of Antarti. **** "He's a monster," Athena said in a shaky voice as she heard what had transpired on her birth. But her tremble was out of anger not fear. "He murdered your mother and asked the people to forgive her. By 'protecting' her image the Alpha knew the pack's admiration and love of the people who'll always see him as the epitome of goodness. Only a handful knew the truth. I am sorry for deceiving you all these years, but may I please request a favor?" She took Athena's hands in hers. "Anything," Athena responded. "Bury me in Antarti, I cannot be at rest until I am laid next to your father." She was about to say something else but her hand went limp in Athena's, her heart had stopped beating. Athena gripped her cold hands and made a vow. "I will never be weak again, I will be the strongest no matter how long it'll take, and then I will take you home, avenge you and my mother, I will ascend the throne, find who stole the pleasure of ripping my father's throat out of his neck away from me." She spent ten years training with different world-acclaimed masters until she could beat them all blindfolded and then she went to retrieve her mother's body. The forest became unnaturally silent. She wasn't alone in the forest anymore. As soon as she alighted from her horse. No sooner than her feet touched the floor did she see three haggard men walking toward her from different directions staring lustfully at her. "Leave in peace." 'And you shall leave in one piece' she completed in her head. The man on her left grinned, revealing thoroughly browned teeth and a gap where his canine should have been. "We're not thieves." He said. "Yes." The one in front of her with bloodshot eyes and half a nose agreed. The other one to her right advanced toward her. He seemed to be the one in a better condition than his friends, that is until she saw his other side no ear no arm. "We only want to have fun with you." Missing body parts said giving her a sadistic smile. "No." She stated sounding bored. "It's not your choice." Gingerbread Teeth said getting angry at her lack of fear. She heard vampire eyes trying to make away with her horse. As Gingerbread teeth reached out to hold her. Vampire eyes screamed out holding with his good arm what was left of his right arm. Next to him was a huge white wolf that looked even taller than her horse with an arm in its mouth. it was obvious what had happened there. She was temporarily forgotten as Gingerbread teeth charged at the wolf while missing body parts laughed at vampire eyes's bleeding half arm. She should probably start thinking of him as missing body parts two. But the laughter soon died as he saw Gingerbread Teeth's body fall to the floor limply. Athena watched as the wolf bit off his only arm. She hoped for his sake the wolf would just kill him because well, what's a rapist without his arms? She heard the last of the vampire eyes' cry as he also fell to the ground. Her horse which had seen worse than the events of that day was still eating grass unperturbed. The wolf had shifted and standing in its place was a naked man. She recognized him from a dream, she had seen her birth mother flames and he was there calling out to her. Their eyes met and he smiled. She went to the horses and began to attach the horses to the carriage, she mounted and began to go. "A word of thanks would not be out of place I just saved your life!" He exclaimed standing in her way. She nudged her horse forward around him. "Oh, so you were on a suicide mission then." He said getting the message she hadn't wanted his help. She continued to move. "I am because of you naked and stranded in a forest. You will not leave me alone here like a-" He stopped mid-sentence as she led her horse around him, delivering her message quite effectively 'Yes, I can leave you.' "Wait!" He called out behind her. She kept on moving. "At least tell me your name." "Where are you going?!" He began to run after, stopping once more in front of her. "You know what I saved your life so you owe me. And I demand that you let me ride in your carriage." He said and marched off to the carriage door before she could stop him, muttering under his breath. What is she keeping in here anyway? He thought. He yelled and immediately jumped back from the carriage as he opened it. "You have a dead werewolf in your carriage." "Who is she?" She turned her head away from his direction. He looked at her with concern and whispered? "You can't speak?" She stayed the way she was and uttered a single word. "No." He applauded dramatically; "She speaks!" And after his momentary excitement had died down. He asked again. "Why do you have a werewolf in your carriage? A dead one to be precise. You could get in a lot of trouble if her pack discovers you know." The reminder of home in the statement seemed to snap something in her. Her head snapped back to look at him. Her emerald eyes that was formerly devoid of any emotion were filled with annoyance. "Go away." He seemed to understand he had reached the limit when he heard her tone. Especially with the way her finger twitched towards her sword. The fool finally left her in peace.