The Rogue King's Daughter

Chapter 3 The Briefing

Prince Kellan

It wasn't easy to get out of bed. I drank a lot yesterday, and now my head is killing me. But I needed to forget about reality, about the fact that in two days, I would meet my future wife. I've never seen her before, but I've heard a lot about her. This is an arranged marriage. My father, King Kenneth, wants to secure an alliance with the neighboring kingdom. We aren't on good terms nowadays, but it wasn't like that in the past. Before my father became the Alpha King.

A better relationship with the neighboring kingdom will be achieved in exchange for my freedom. Now I have to marry King Henry's daughter. I heard Princess Hattie is a spoiled brat, not caring about anybody but herself.

I don't get why I should be the one to marry her and not my older brother Kevin, the next in line for the crown. He should be the one securing strong alliances, and not me. I want to meet my Goddess-given mate and live happily ever after with her. As it turned out, I don't have a word about who I will marry. But, of course, Kevin can marry whoever he chooses, our golden boy.

I have a meeting scheduled with our Gamma Max about my security arrangements for my journey to King Henry's kingdom in about an hour. And if everything goes well in King Henry's kingdom, the security arrangements for me and my fiancé for our back home, back to my pack.

The reason I'm going is to ask for Princess Hattie's hand, or better say, propose to her.

The protocol dictates that I should go with my parents, too, but they refuse. The reason? It's not safe for them to leave the Royal Pack. The alliance isn't secured yet. The agreement will be signed after I marry Princess Hattie. Apparently, it's not safe for them, but it's still safe for me. Ridiculous. That's why I need the best protection, meaning the best warriors who can protect me if anything doesn't go as planned.

So, when I spot a girl dressed in pink attire attending the meeting about my security arrangements, I want to laugh. What can a beauty in a ridiculous outfit do to protect me? Start calling for help? Seducing men in her short skirt? This one doesn't have a skirt, though, much to my disappointment. Her legs are masterpieces on their own. I can see them clearly thanks to the leggings she is wearing.

My wolf is stirring, looking at her intently through my eyes. There is something about her, something that is pulling him to her. And me as well. She isn't my fated mate, though. Too bad. She is sexy, confident, and... dangerous from the aura surrounding her. Weird. Not the combination I would guess based on the way she is dressed, nor the combination I seek in women, but this one caught my attention from the moment she opened the doors and walked into the room like she owned it.

When she walks to the only empty chair in the conference room, swaying her hips, I know for sure her biggest weapon is her appearance. She is definitely a spy, infiltrating our enemies by using her body. Maybe she can infiltrate my bed if I play it right. My wolf approves of my suggestion, wanting to spend time with her.

What does every woman like? To be complimented, of course. I bet Enya, as Gamma Max called her just now, likes to be complimented on her good looks.

'I didn't know we were taking such good-looking she-wolves with us. Nice change for once. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better, beautiful.' I tell her, waiting to hear her giggle at my compliment. Or seeing her cheeks paint red. Or anything indicating that she is interested in me. Like every other she-wolf in this pack, even in this kingdom.

Instead of that, I'm met with a scoff. She is looking at me with curiosity, studying me intently. It will come any second, a small smile for me. In three, two, one... Nothing, just her scoff. Then her lips stretch into a smile, but it's not what I expected. It's more like a smirk. I hear someone cursing 'F*ck!' and the next thing I know, she is standing in front of me, looking straight into my eyes. She doesn't look interested, quite the opposite.

'Let's keep this professional. It will be better for you... and for me, too.' Enya says to me. Wow, she is one of those women who look hot when being angry. How far can this go? I'm curious now.

'I would like that. And what does that mean? What does your 'profession' include? Because if it's seducing men with your mouthwatering body, then I'm all in.' I tell her and flash her my best smile. No women ever resisted it. Except for Enya, apparently, because she starts to laugh.

'Your Highness, I advise you to stop talking to her... before she does something reckless... again.' Gamma Max tells me, sounding like he is warning me. Against what? Her? I'm a Prince, the son of the Alpha King. There are only two people stronger than me, and those are my father, the King himself, and my older brother Kevin, the next in line. Enya doesn't look like a threat to me. She may radiate danger, but how bad it can be?

'Oh, come on, Max. Don't spoil the fun.' Enya says to Gamma Max while still laughing. She addresses him as Max, like they are friends and he is not her boss.

'Enya!' Gamma Max says sternly, looking at her pointedly.

'You know nothing about how I use my body in my profession. You will be so surprised. And from just looking at you, you won't keep up with me. Trust me, you have no idea what I'm capable of.' She tells me, or more like purrs. Her eyes are shining, looking like she is enjoying our little banter.

Good, I'm getting her right where I want her. Still, something is telling me to not underestimate her. Maybe there is more to her than what my eyes can see. My wolf is intrigued, which means I'm definitely going for her little challenge. What can go wrong?

'Enya, stop it and sit down! We have work to do.' Gamma Max ordered. Enya looks at him, contemplating what to do. She has to obey his command, but at the same time, she wants to continue our exchange.

'Why don't you show me what you are capable of?' I ask her, raising my eyebrow at her. It's a challenge and we both know it.

'Your Highness, trust me, you don't want to go there. Enya is one of my best warriors, not that I'm telling you are not in your best shape...' Gamma Max starts, but I interrupt him. I don't want to hear his warnings, I finally found what I've been looking for.

'Enough, Gamma. I want to see what's in her if she is the one accompanying me and protecting me. I want to see her all.' I don't add that I want to see all of her body and more, but I think Enya understands from the way she is biting her bottom lip. She looks like she is trying hard to contain her excitement... and amusement. Baby, when you see me in action, there will be no amusement. Just astonishment!

'As you wish, Your Highness.' Gamma Max reluctantly bows his head to me. Enya on the other hand, steps even closer to me and whispers excitedly in my ear.

'You have no idea what you've got yourself into, Your Highness. But I will be more than happy to show you... how did you say it... my all. I hope you will be able to handle it.'

My wolf purrs in my head, wagging its tail. Like a love-sick puppy. My c**k twitches in my pants. This is it! Finally some fun. I need it before I step foot into King Henry's kingdom. Now I have something to look forward to. I have more than a week with Enya ahead of me.

Enya walks back to sit down next to the warrior who was grinning like a fool the whole time we were talking. I see him clapping his hands quietly, which earns him what seems to be a hard punch to his arm. Gamma Max shakes his head but says nothing more to her or me. Just regular briefings before our long journey, including who is going beforehand to scout the locations, which road to take and which to avoid, where we will be sleeping, and other boring stuff I don't need to know. Our journey to King Henry's kingdom is planned for two days. It's not safe to travel through the rogues' territory after sundown, so we are staying in the Blackfur Pack for the night.