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Entangled Souls: The Story of the Last Bloodline

Constance has no idea who she is and what her destiny entails. She grew up beaten and locked away. On the day of her 18th birthday, she freed herself. But, will she remain free?

Thegamingmomma · LGBT+
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19 Chs

Bambi - Surrender

I was sitting on the bed thinking about how the morning and afternoon had gone. I'd been blocking out my friends and fellow warriors, knowing they were prodding me to open the link to gossip about Constance.

I thought about her fear and it took all of my self-control not to break something, anything in my room. I growled and got up off the bed.

"Think of anything else Bambi, your anger is going to cause us to shift." At that moment I took a deep breath and smelled the sweetest scent. I walked closer to the bathroom and heard quiet moaning.

My breath hitched. "How about we think about what she's doing to that sweet pussy of hers." Angel howled in my head, urging me to open the door.

I shook my head and I listened. My own hands roamed my body, my left rubbing and pinching my right nipple, my right rubbing my clit. I felt myself climb with her as I pinched my nipple harder and shoved two fingers into my core.

I had to lean against the door for support as my legs could no longer steady me as I peaked. My body shook as my fingers slid faster in and out, driving me to orgasm with Constance. My vision clouded as I came, and I had to slowly put myself on the floor outside the door.

Once I caught my breath I heard her drain the tub. I quickly got up off of the floor and walked to the room across the hall to wash clean before she could smell me.

As I was cleaning myself in the bathroom in the room across the hall, my dad mind linked me.

"The Alpha King and Prince are arriving in 20 minutes. I need you and Constance downstairs to greet them,"

"Yes Alpha," I replied respectfully. "Am I dressing as her warrior or as your daughter?"

He chuckled, "as both my precious girl, you'll need to make sure your things are packed. The King knows of your wings now,"

I sighed and spoke to Angel, "this just got super complicated, didn't it?"

She nodded in response and started pacing in my mind.

The wings on my back showed up the same day Angel did. Once I transformed into my wolf and back again, the light silver wings took up my whole back, from the top of my spine to the bottom. Fulfilling one part of a prophecy that had been handed down for generations.

Snow white wolves weren't as common where I'm from. We are called the Snowblade pack because of the mountain ranges we live in. There's snow every winter and we all love it. Every generation that has lived here has learned to hunt, play, and live as one unit.

But, there has only ever been one white wolf every generation. My mom was her generation's white wolf. I am mine. The wings mark me as a royal protector. Every warrior wolf that has had wings show from transformation, moves to train with the Alpha Kings warriors.

"I thought I would have more time," I thought more to myself than to Angel.

I walked back into my room to see Constance walking out of the bathroom draped in a towel. It took all of my self-control to show her to my closet, instead of kissing her plump lips.

I stared at her and cleared my throat. "My closet is over here, we need to pack," I said quietly, walking toward the parallel side of my room to open my walk-in closet.

She looked at me confused, but she followed.

"Why do we need to pack?" She asked quietly.

I placed two suitcases on the table in the middle of the closet and started to pack underwear for us both. "I'm not the best at telling stories and explaining things. But, not only am I one of your mates, but I am also your warrior and yours alone. I was born to protect you." I said quickly as I continued to pack one suitcase of just underwear.

She walked over to me and placed her hand on my cheek, forcing me to face her. "I can feel that, but you said one of my mates," she looked into my eyes still confused.

I sighed and continued while looking at her.

"Legend tells of a white wolf with silver wings would be called to protect the white tiger princess. The wings on my back are said to display the same emotions that this princess feels once the mating process has been completed with both mates."

She let go of my cheek and walked away from me. I grabbed her hand and turned her back to face me.

"Unfortunately, that's all that was passed down to me and only because of the wings that showed up when I transformed. I have no idea who our other mate is supposed to be. But, the reason we are packing is that I'm to be trained by the Alpha Kings warriors so that I am better equipped to protect you. We have a bond that isn't complete, so we can't be far from each other. You need to come with me."

She looked at me and sighed, "this is all so much, in such a little time. How am I supposed to adjust when I trust no one!" She threw her arms up and lurched out of my hand, her towel falling to the floor.

I growled and pulled her naked body to mine, and cupped her face gently. I kissed her lips softly and moaned a little. She took that as an invitation to roam my mouth with her tongue.

I pulled away reluctantly, looking into her eyes. "Trust that I will protect you with my life and heart princess."

She nodded and grabbed some underwear from the drawers to put on. "Is there anything specific I should wear to go wherever we are going?"

I smiled at her. "You can wear whatever you want and look beautiful wearing it."

That made her blush as she looked at me and smirked. "That didn't answer my question."

I pulled a light blue summer dress down and placed it in her hands. "It's customary to wear a dress when royalty comes to call, especially if they are taking a warrior. It is a special occasion. I am sorry this is happening so fast, Constance. They've been planning on getting me since the Alpha King felt a new warrior awaken."

She placed her hand on top of mine as I handed the dress over. "I think with you around, I'll be okay. Bella believes in you so I will too." She replied sweetly.

I looked her in the eyes and studied her face looking for anything other than trust. I couldn't find it. She truly believed in me. I couldn't help myself, I kissed her again. Hard.