I'm The Princess Your Kind Warned You About~A Bloody Romance~5

The search had been going on for a few hours now, we had been cutting through forests. I didn’t want to split our three groups up, but that’s what it would have to come to soon enough.

Suddenly, my heightened hearing picked up rustling nearby. I stopped my horse. It was dead silent.

I scanned the premises with my senses. We were being watched. I heard a low growling. At this, I felt the men tense.

“Show yourself.” I demanded calmly. A pack of lycans stepped out from the shadows. “Whos’ your leader?” A bronze colored wolf stepped in front of the pack. “What is your business here?” I asked. He changed into human form.

He seemed to be about 5’9”, lean but muscular, and had bronze hair with matching eyes. “You’re supposed to be dead.” He growled.

“Obviously I’m not. Now why are you here?” I was growing impatient at this point.

“That, Princess, is none of your concern. Now why are you here?” Venom dripped from his voice.

“And that is none of your concern, lycan.” I smirked as he glared.

“Have it your way.” And with that, he lunged at me. I whipped out my sword, and sliced his head off.

The little clearing in the forest immediately broke out into battle. The lycans stood no chance, though. Within minutes, they were dead, and I still had all my soldiers.

We continued our search. Three days had gone by, and still no sign of Saint.

I sat in my tent, looking over my map that was illuminated by candle light. Storm opened the tent and poked her head in.

“Knock knock?” I grunted in response. She walked in and sat down next to me. “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine.” I mumbled, still looking over the map. She sighed heavily, and left. I laid down and folded the map. We had gone over most of the land by now, killing hundreds of lycans. The last place to check was the beach. I blew out my candle and crawled into my sleeping bag for some needed sleep.

The next day, as soon as we had finished packing, we set off again. I felt sympathy for the soldiers when we had reached the beach, for they had to walk through the sand.

We had walked along the beach for about twenty minutes, when I gasped. Saint was here all right. I watched as our soldiers frolicked on the beach. Some played volleyball, some swam in the ocean, and some were relaxing in the sun. That’s when I spotted Saint.

I got off my horse and marched over to him. He was dozing off a bit with a small smile playing on his lips. I kicked sand in his face.

He started choking and spitting it out. “What-cough-the hell-?” He saw me and his eyes widened. “Oh shit…”

“Oh shit is right. Care to explain why you’re goofing off at the beach while I was dying at home?!” I screamed in his face.

“Wait, you were-?” I cut him off.

“Yeah! The castle was attacked and I was stabbed!” I smacked him upside the head. “What the fuck is your problem?! I have been searching for you for days! No one has heard from you for weeks!” He rubbed his head and shrugged. I rolled my eyes.

“Pack up, you’re coming with us.” With that I flicked my hair and walked over to Val and Storm. Storm was covering her mouth, trying to conceal her laughter. Val hand her hands on her hips fixed Saint with a disapproving stare.

We waited patiently for the troops to pack up. I had my arms crossed as I watched Saint.

When he was finished, he got on his horse and rode over to me. He tried to apologize, I ignored it.

I led everyone once again. On the long trip home, a few times he tried to talk to me, but I just kept on ignoring him.

We had finally arrived back at the castle. I let the stable boy take my horse, and gave him a fat tip. “Thank you, Miss!” I smiled down at him and continued inside.

“Mom, Dad!” I called. Silence. They were probably with Bella somewhere.

I walked upstairs to their room and knocked on the door. There were voices when the door opened a crack and my mom poked her head out. “Oh, Satana! You’re back!”

“Yeah, we found him.” I smiled a little.

My mom poked her head back in. “Honey, they found him.”

“Oh, good!” My father laughed and opened the door a bit more. At this my jaw dropped. My father was only in boxers!

“Oh my god! Dad!” I shielded my eyes. He looked down, and ran back in the room. My mom was trying to muffle her laughter.

“I don’t even wanna know.” I mumbled as I walked away. I decided to go to my room so that I could take a well-deserved shower.

I opened the door and closed it. Not being able to wait, I began to strip on my way to the bathroom.

I stepped in the bathroom and turned on the shower, making it scolding hot. I got in and let the water cascade down my tired body. It felt so good to take a shower and wash all the sweat and dirt away. I closed my eyes and basked in the relaxation.

After half an hour, I was finished and wrapped a towel around my body. My mind wondered as I looked through my closet for comfortable clothing to wear. Why in the hell did he goof off like that? I could be dead right now! I killed lycans, didn’t shower, tired myself, just to make sure he was ok. He was more than ok!

At hearing the bedroom door open, I walked into the closet and got changed into a pair of shorts and a tube top. I came out to see Saint sitting on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands.

“Satana.” He whispered. My stomach lurched. My heart ached for him. For his touch. Sure, I was mad at him. But you can’t help who you care for.

He looked up at me with sad eyes. “I’m sorry.” He whispered. With that, he stood and walked to the door.

“Wait.” I croaked. He stopped with his hand on the door knob. I walked over to him and hugged him from behind. “I missed you.” I whispered. He turned in my arms.

“I missed you to.” He leaned his forehead against mine. I planted a passionate kiss on his soft lips. I felt the same electric current wash through me that I always did when he kissed me. But, there was something more in the kiss. Hunger.

I led him from the door, still locked in the kiss, and pushed him on the bed. He had an uncertain look in his eyes as I crawled on top of him. I began trailing light kisses down his neck, and smirked as he tensed.

“Satana.” He whispered breathlessly as I began biting softly on his neck. “We need to wait.” His hands were on my hips. He began to roam up my shirt.

I brought my lips to his ear. “Who said we can’t be naughty without having sex.” I whispered seductively and nibbled on his ear. He gasped and arched his hips.

After a while of me teasing him, he was fed up with it and flipped me over so that he was on top of me. He rubbed his manhood against my warmth and I gasped. My hands roamed up his shirt and I trailed my fingernails down his sides. He gasped with pleasure and bit down on the crook of my neck.

I gasped in pain, and then moaned in pleasure as he released pleasurable venom. I wrapped my legs around him and tightened my grasp on him.

He released his fangs from my neck and licked the two holes, sealing them. When he pulled back his eyes were crimson. I stared at this eyes until they turned back to their original blue and smiled.

“Shower?” I suggested. He nodded enthusiastically and I laughed.

With that, he picked me up and practically ran to the bathroom. I laughed at his excitement. We stripped each other slowly. I turned around to turn on the shower and felt his eyes drinking in my body lustfully.

When the water was warm enough we both got in. Surprisingly, I wasn’t nervous being completely naked in the shower with him.

I began washing his chest with soap and loved the feeling of my fingers slipping over all of his muscle. He began doing the same to me and I giggled.

He brought my body close to his and kissed me long and hard. “Satana.” He whispered, his forehead leaning against mine.

“Yes, love?” I closed my eyes and smiled, living in the perfect moment.

“I love you.” My breathing stopped. My eyes popped open as I stared at him. “I always have.” He smiled a little.

“I love you to.” I whispered. It was true. I did. He pulled me into a hug and I sighed with joy.

I woke the next morning and stretched. I glanced to see Saint still asleep. He mumbled something and rolled over. I couldn’t help but smirk a bit.

I could tell today was an uneventful day. I took a shower and got changed, deciding today that I’d wear jeans and a black t-shirt.

I went to the kitchen to grab something to eat, when I saw my mom at the island in the kitchen with her head in her hands. “Mom?” I asked as I made my way over to her.

She looked at me with puffy eyes and smiled sadly. “Yes, dear?”

I frowned. “Mom, are you ok?” I put my hand on her shoulder and she sighed.

“We have to send Bella away. It’s too dangerous for her here.” I sighed and hugged my mom, letting silent tears spill down my cheeks.

My mom sobbed into my shoulder and I rubbed her back. Just then, Bella popped her head in the kitchen. “Mommy?”

I let go of Mom and Bella cocked her head to the side. “Mommy, why are you crying?” Bella ran to Mom and hugged her around the waist. She looked to be about six or seven now-a-days.

Mom patted Bella’s head. “It’s nothing, sweetie. I’m just gonna miss you because you’re going on a vacation.” Bella gasped.

“Really?” She seemed so excited. Mom laughed and nodded.

“Yeah, you’re going to go to America with Valencia.” At this Bella leapt for joy. I tried to smile a little, for Bella’s sake.

“Is Anna coming to?” She pouted her lip at me and I frowned a little. I bent down and patted her head.

“Sorry, kiddo. I have to take care of some things around the castle. I think I’d cramp your style anyway.” At this she giggled.

“Anna, you’re too cool to cramp my style.” And with that she ran off. I smiled a little and my mom stood.

“I guess I should pack her things.” She sighed a little and began to trudge to Bella’s room. I followed and she shook her head.

“No, I’ll do it. You go find Saint and spend some time with him.” I nodded and gave her a half smile.

“Mom?” I asked, she slowly turned around.

“Yes, dear?”

“I love you.” I smiled. I saw her eyes begin to tear.

“I love you to.” She sniffled a little and continued to Bella’s room. I rolled my eyes at her sensitivity and went to go find Saint.

I opened the door to our room and saw Saint with wet hair, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. He smirked at me and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

I flopped on the bed and watched him walk around the bedroom. When he was finished getting dressed he stopped in front of me.

“I have a surprise for you.” He smirked down at me and kissed my lips lightly.

“And what is that?” I cocked my eyebrow. He shook his head.

“If I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise.” At his I huffed and he chuckled. “Your dress is in the closet. We’re leaving at seven.” He kissed my forehead again and I watched him go.

“Ok?” I said to myself. I glanced at the alarm clock. 4:26.

I decided to take a nice, relaxing bubble bath before going wherever we were going.