The Warrior Princess

MILLY

We cleared the humans. I made a mental note to ask about all that later. I turned to see if the wolves were safe and came face-to-face with an angry king.

“And just exactly what did you think you were doing?” he roared, his face a remarkable shade of purple.

The dickhead second-in-command tugged on his arm.

“Not here, Kane. Not now,” he cautioned. “Let’s take this inside.”

Kane gave me a murderous glare and stomped off toward the pack house we had come from.

“What’s his deal?” Alex muttered.

“Didn’t you get the memo? He hates women. All women and everything about them,” Matt joked, wiping blood off his sword.

“Yeah, well, I want answers and he’s going to give them to me.” I fumed.

“Here we go,” Alex mumbled, sighing heavily.

I was the one who had inherited our dad’s temper. Everyone knew it, and I wasn’t ashamed of it. It was hard enough being a woman, never mind a woman who wanted to fight.

***

I marched up to Kane’s office door and kicked it in.

“Fancy telling me what the fuck all that was about back there?” I growled.

He turned on me, his eyes dancing with fury. The atmosphere in the room was murderous.

He swung out in an attempt to hit me, but I ducked. His fist flew past where my head had been.

Son of a bitch.

This guy is a piece of fucking work.

“You don’t get to march into my pack and ignore all of my rules. Women don’t fight in my pack, and your little display today will give them the false idea that they, too, can do what a male does!”

I took a step back in total disbelief at what I’d just heard.

“False idea?”

He smirked.

“Women are inferior to men and always will be. They are good for fucking and breeding, that’s about it.” He shrugged.

Backward prick.

I saw red. I’d never been so angry.

I gripped his mind and he dropped to his knees, clutching his head. I held him in that position for a couple of minutes, only letting go when he began to sweat from the pain.

He looked up at me, leering. “Filthy half-breed!” he spat.

I regained my composure quickly.

“Better to be a filthy half-breed than a cold-blooded beast.”

“You better watch your tongue, half-breed,” dickhead-in-command said as Kane rose to his feet.

Alex stepped in front of me, his body vibrating with anger, the seams of his armor threatening to rip as his body prepared to shift.

“Call her a half-breed again. I fucking dare you,” he growled.

Dickhead squared up. “Do your worst.”

Alex smirked as he prepared to shift.

“Enough,” Matt snapped, stepping between Dickhead and Alex. Alex showed no sign of backing down.

“I said enough!” Matt pushed at Alex’s chest, snapping him out of his murderous focus.

“All of you need to calm the fuck down. We are here to build a relationship between the packs, not destroy what little we had in the first place. So everyone needs to take a breath, understood?”

He looked at each of us until we nodded in agreement, maintaining eye contact with Alex and me just a fraction longer.

“Understood,” I muttered darkly.

This isn’t over.

I glared at Kane, imagining all the different ways I could make him suffer, but Matt was right. We had more important things to worry about.

Like finding Rohan.

He has to be around here somewhere…

“So, do you plan on telling us what the hell that was about with the humans, or do we have to continue playing a guessing game?” Matt crossed his arms.

Nixon rubbed his face, but motioned for us all to sit.

I opted to remain standing. They had made it very clear my presence made them uneasy, and I was not about to become an easy target.

Nixon shrugged and sank into his chair.

Kane stared off into the distance.

“For a while, we lived in peace with the humans. Members of our pack would wander into the local town on a warm day. We coexisted peacefully together.

“But then one night a male wolf found he had a mating bond with a female human. She already had a boyfriend and turned him down.”

“Let me guess. He didn’t like being told no, so he killed her?” I muttered, crossing my arms.

Nixon shook his head.

“No, he was a good wolf, a good kid. He respected her wishes and told her what to say to break the mating bond so that he could be free.”

“So what happened then?” Alex leaned forward.

“The human boyfriend found out and thought it was some trick to win over his girlfriend, so he challenged the wolf to a fight. Naturally, the human boy lost—both the fight and his life.”

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply.

“So you killed the young wolf as punishment?”

Kane spun around with a dark look on his face.

“No. The young wolf died because his mate rejected him. A wolf cannot live without a mate. If you were a normal female you would know this.”

I rolled my eyes and clicked my tongue, opting to stay silent otherwise.

We are here to find Rohan.

“So because the young wolf killed the human by mistake, they have started a witch hunt against you all?” Matt looked around the room.

“I am sure the cold-hearted, backward King doesn’t help matters,” I practically sang out.

“Milly.” Alex looked at me wearily.

“What? We haven’t exactly had a warm welcome, and we are his kind. So what for a second makes you think he would be nice to those who aren’t?”

I stared Kane down, daring him to correct me.

As I expected, he stayed silent. I huffed my chest out, proud of my little triumph.

“Why don’t you show us to our quarters and we can continue this tomorrow?” Matt suggested.

Nixon nodded and rose to his feet. We all followed him down the hallway.

Kane stayed in his office, not so much as whispering goodbye.

Or good riddance…

We came to my room first. After all of the drama of the day, I was happy to shower and climb into bed. A good night’s sleep was just what the doctor had ordered.