Chapter 6 Making out.

Estelle

“I can’t believe they let you come.”

Izzy had arrived at school today, she was coming to elite training with me.

“I think they were scared to send any of the royal guards, your father isn’t sure you will be back for your birthday so wanted to make sure there was no chance of meeting your mate.”

Of course he wasn’t bothered about spending my birthday with me.

“He will make sure I am home for the damn party though.” I said bitterly. My party was arranged for shortly after because Prince Alonso was also too busy to attend on my actual birthday. Great start to a marriage.

“Hey gorgeous? Did you miss me?” Duncan, my could we call him a boyfriend arrived back from his class.

“Not really.” I shrugged smiling. I wasn’t allowed to date, and Duncan was the illegitimate son of a Scottish ex King, his Father had tried to help King Adalfundis in order to try and reclaim a small territory that was part of Britannia. I couldn’t have chosen anyone better as my silent deference to my father.

There was a small problem that Duncan seemed to have forgotten that there was no future, it was probably good timing that we were leaving.

“You got some time to spend with me before you leave?” He whispered in my ear.

I still needed to pack but if my chauffeur hadn’t bothered giving us a departure time he could wait.

I let him take my hand and lead me to my room.

Kissing me as soon as the door was closed.

“I missed you.” He said as he kissed my neck.

“Mmm” I moaned as he caressed my body. I knew it was a source of frustration that I hadn’t let him go all the way with me. It wasn’t that I hadn’t been tempted. I had fully intended to keep all these moments for my mate. When I found out that wouldn’t be happening I had let him make progressbut hadn’t brought myself to take it all the way.

It was a gift I was going to give the Prince in the false hope that he might be my mate. With his indifference over our engagement I wondered if I was being silly. There would be worse wolves to have s** with. Duncan had given me plenty pleasure with his tongue and fingers, I could trust him to be gentle.

I didn’t complain as he pulled my training top over my head to reveal my b*****, letting him take a n****e in his mouth.

When I could take the sensations anymore I pushed him back to my bed and as he fell backwards o sat astride him.

In for a penny in for a pound.

“Dunc, I think I’m ready.”

His eyes lit up with delight and he kissed me, pulling me down and switching us over so he was on top of me.

“Don’t worry Princess I’ll be gentle.” He caressed my cheek like I was precious.

I let him pull my legging off and settle himself between my legs. Starting with his fingers he caressed circles on my inner thigh I was moaning in pleasure.

“Shh Shh princess, if you keep that up I’m not going to last, I want this to be special for you.”

He moved his head down to my p*** and replaced his fingers with tongue. My hands found themselves tangled in his hair as he brought me close.

“At at ah Princess today you will come all over my cock.” He murmured from between my legs.

Suddenly my door shot open and I screamed in fright. Closing my legs and I shot a blast of air at the intruder, sending them flying as I grabbed for something to cover me.

Finding Duncan t shirt I pulled it on as I got up to see Duncan advancing on the figure on the floor.

Leighton

If the school was surprised to see me they didn’t let on. Apologising profusely that the Princess would be ready immediately. I did enjoy the panic on their face when they linked her.

“Please make yourself at home, while we ah, track her down.”

Maybe the princess wasn’t keen on coming, well orders were orders so I would drag her kicking and screaming if I needed too.

I went to the library, deliberately choosing the ancient section. There was so much more detail on the royal wolves here than I had found before. It seemed their powers all hade elemental elements.

Interestingly, even with their desire to keep the bloodline pure it has no affect on how powerful the wolves were.

Finally I found something useful, Queen Lucia, the grandmother of the princess I was here to get, had the power to control light. Just like Greer. However there was nothing in her genes that resembled Greer. There was a page with the family tree but interestingly it liked much newer than the rest of the book. Like it had been replaced.

It showed that Princess Estelle was the last blood relative of Queen Lucia,

It also appeared that the royal wolves had help from the witches to help them control their powers from a young age. Every pack having an affiliated coven. Even more interestingly the headmistress at this school was a witch and I hadn’t even noticed.

I had probably wasted enough time now, and I didn’t want them to find out what I had been up to but there was one more book that I wanted to read. It was little enough that I could conceal it in my jeans, especially if I got the Princess to make a scene when leaving.

Returning to the hall I was greeted by a tall polite she wolf, who after eyeing me with appreciation introduced herself as Princess Isabelle.

“Where is Princess Estelle?” I asked irritated that she was keeping me waiting. I wanted out of here before anyone noticed had taken anything.

“Em I’m sure she is just coming, she appears to have her block up. I’ll maybe go check her room if you excuse me.”

“No I’ll come with you, your princess should learn its rude to keep people waiting.”

I let her lead the way until we reached a wing at the far end. There was the sounds of moaning that my wolf hearing was picking up.

Princess Isabelle looked embarrassed. “Maybe we could come back in a little bit?”

It was obvious what was going on behind that door and Titan took offence, smashing the door open to the shock of a very beautiful, very naked shewolf with another wolf’s head between her legs.

She shrieked as I stared at her in shock before something hit me in the chest and sent me flying out the doorway. The wolf that had been with her jumped to attention and he sauntered over, clearly about to defend her.

I had got to my feet already, so while he may have had a height advantage I definitely had a few on him. Before he could even strike I picked him up and threw him back into the bed, where he had the foresight to stay.

Turning to the spitting Princess, who had at least covered up I said in a curt tone.

“We leave in five minutes, and I don’t like to be keep waiting.”

Leaving them both in my wake I smirked at the look of outrage on the princess’s face.

Within five minutes both princesses had appeared, each looking every inch a princess in their simple dresses.

“About time.” I muttered, earning a scowl from princess Estelle as she thrust her bag at me.

“Run along, we haven’t got all day.” She said without a shred of embarrassment about the state of undress we caught her in only moments ago.

I wondered if they taught that in princess school, and was too busy smirking to myself, I missed that she had flounced onto the jet, leaving me carrying her bag.