The Pitch.
“What do they see in her? She’s a freak.”
“She’s not even that Lassie, she’s a nobody.”
And maybe they’re right.
Nobody really knows this girl, she stays in the shadows watching and protecting. Only a handful of people know her background, but they're sworn to secrecy like she is to protection. It works out in favor of everybody. Well, almost everybody.
Problem is, her mate wants to get to know her, yet no-one will tell him. Wherever he looks, searches for her she's never there for long. He feels like she’s playing hard to get; she’s not playing the same game as him.
Will he ever be able to catch up to his heart, and hopefully catch her heart? He'll fall in love with mysterious; will she let him catch her if she fell too? Read long and see.
Mysterious Is Her Name
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“Come on Blade or we’re going to be late for our fast day at school.” I said happily as I tried to drag her down the stairs with my parents following.
“I know why I need to go but why do I need to learn? Can’t I just sit here?” She whined huskily, yet femininely to my dad, who is forcing her to actually pay attention at school.
“A smart protector is a good protector.” Was his sweet, short, and simple husty answer. His voice was way deeper than Blades, well that because he is a male.
Anyway, Blade started mumbling so low even my father couldn’t hear her. “Oh cheer up, after school you and Sonya are going to that concert slash talent finding thing you want to try out for.”
“Wait you’re letting me go and try out? Have I died?” She ask almost in a joking way. Which came as a surprise.
She the thing about Blade is, well….she’s more manly and protective, strict, and not really a jokester. So when it comes to her laughing, smiling, or joking, all of it comes as a surprise. She be kind of, works, for my dad, yet she’s family. Her job is simple actually. Protect the princess, which is ME; isn’t that 100 percent-out-of-this-world-perfect.
So anyway, she protects me, goes everywhere with me, and watches out for anything suspicious basically 24/7. Her room is connected to mines and my mind link stays open to her 24/7 as well. And I serious when I say 24/7.
I could be having a dream about Channing Tatum and his tight muscular body dripping with wet warm water from a hot steaming shower. The water would drip all the way down and I mean ALL the way DOWN. I have a very vivid imagination when it comes to men’s private parts, so I don’t have to see it, I’ll just add my own and dream about it. Anyway, it could be that kind of dream and I wouldn’t cut off my mind link to her. She’d see it, hear it, yet don’t say a word about it in the morning. She’d act just the same and her face would be passive.
So when it’s active, it’s a little bit of a shock to everyone.
She’s been working for my dad every since I was 10 going on 11. She’s a year older, so she was 12 at the time, her birthday is before mines. I don’t know what happened to her, her family, nor her pact. Well at least not the details, like my father does. I just know she came her on her own after something happened and asked my dad for a job. He had her training for nine months, although she had a lot of experience, and then she was assigned to protect me.
I love her; she’s like my silent big sister I’d never have. I have an older brother not sister, big difference. And even though father doesn’t know this, she let me fight my own battles. Well, only when it comes to words and those prissy bitches who think they own everything even though I’m a princess. But they were human so I couldn’t tell them that I was a princess to the werewolf community.
Now that her and father are done talking, I was able to drag her to our lovely new shimmering red Jaguar F Type Coupe, year of last, 2014. We traded in the old one for this bad girl when Blade saw it on tv.
Speaking of Blade or thinking or her, I watched her with amusing along with my parents as they stood on the porch.
“Hello my bloody baby, are you doing today? You want momma to drive you don’t you? You know momma’s gonna be careful with you right baby girl? She won’t even let Prencella behind the will, trust me, she don’t know what’s good for you. Momma knows what good for you don’t she?” She was cooing to the car for three more minutes before saying by to my parents and telling me, silently, to get in. How she do it silently? Through a hand gesture, duh.
“See you guys later.” I waved and blew kisses to my parents as I climbed in. I loved the inside. While the outside was red with some spots black. The inside was all black leather that doesn’t get hot during the heat. The only red was coming from the floorboards, because Blade changed them, and the lights on the dashboard. She had to turn the lights on because it’s still a little dark out this early in the morning, daylight savings time.
It would take us a while to get to school anyway. We changed school last year. My parents wanted me to mingle outside of werewolf schools before starting high school. So the people at this all werewolf school knows us, well me. Seeing as I am the princess of us.
Although, during my fressie year. There were some girls who didn’t believe I was the princess. So I got picked on, but I still stood up for myself. Nobody pushes me around. One day this girl and her litter bugs came up to me, Blade was watching from a distance like always, and we ended up fighting. I got some good hits in, but I could do anything after she kicked the side of my leg and I feel twisting my ankle with a clean cut.
Blade growled loudly and rushed over, plowing through people like a wrecking, and her anger skyrocketed. Before dealing with the non-believer, she checked on me. See Blade has a certain set of skills that she was granted by the elders to help her protect me. So as she was by my side.
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“Are you alright Prencella?” That’s her nickname for me. At first she was all formal and only called me Princess, after many tries to get her to call me Sonya, she never did. So the only way to please and shut me up was if she came up with a nickname and now she says Prencella. It’s like princess but in a weird different way, but I liked that.
“My ankle is twisted.” I told her not crying or whining. Yes it hurt like a bitch, but I wasn’t giving that fake redheaded twat a chance to brag.
“Remember stay still.” She says before letting me take a big deep breath before popping my ankle back in place. Did I mention it was laying at a weird angle? I didn’t, well I did. Honestly, I can’t even tell the difference between broken, sprained or twisted. Anyway, when she popped it back I scream out. That was worse than having it broken.
I ended up digging my nails, claws, into her shoulder really hard, yet she didn’t flinch or move my hand. When the pain started going away, I knew she was healing it with one of her gifts.
Once she was done she helped me up. “Okay now?” She asked and I nodded. After that nod her anger came back full force as she turn slowly around to face ‘Bethany’. What name that doesn’t fit her personality because she doesn’t think she’s ‘beneath’ anyone, well other than men. Whelp, then I guess the name does fit. Maybe I should stop blade before she’s ‘beneath’ everybody feet.
“You dare hurt your princess?” Blade acts in a calm voice, but her eyes tell another story.
“Blade I don’t think she knew.”
She didn’t turn to me when she answered. “She knew, she just didn’t want to be beneath anyway.” She said with a chuckle, making me realize she took that from my thoughts.
I pouted and crossed my arms while whining, “That’s not fair, I came up with that one.” I knew she was smirking.
By now Bethany had gotten out of her I’m terrified shitless face and tried to stand up for herself. “And what are you suppose to be? Let the little fake fight her own battles.”
Blade turned to me with a confused face then back to her. “Princess Sonya,” she says, using my name for the first time, but to my horror she didn’t stop at my first name. “Mariana Shella Davis, did I just call you princess and tell the truth about her thoughts?” She questions. I didn’t pay attention after she said my whole name.
I whacked her in back of the arm, not too lightly, causing people to gaps. “You should stick to Prencella and not say my whole name.” I gritted out the last part, which she smirked at again.
“Well the dog or as you say fake redheaded twat just lied though, so how else can I prove you're the princess, Prencella?”
“By calling my dad.” I say in a duh tone.
“Who’d probably lie for his little baby girl so she can fit in with the big girls so she can be a cool kid.” Bethany said in her awful voice and causing her twit follows to laugh along.
She shouldn’t have said that though, Blade next growl shock the whole building. “YOU DARE JOKE ABOUT YOUR KING IN FRONT OF YOUR PRINCESS.” She said in Bethany’s face after picking her up and slamming her into the lockers across from us. “HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT YOU KING IN FRONT OF HER, ME, AND THE COMMUNITY THAT BOWS DOWN TO THE MAN THAT CAN END YOUR LIFE. YOU SHOULD LEARN YOUR MANNERS IN RESPECT…” She was saying more, but I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed my father. He needed to get here now or the respect Blade will show her, WILL end up with her six feet under us.
“Sonya why are you calling during school.” He started scolding me.
“Blade.” Was all I had to say before he hung up and is on his way. She’s the only one who can calm her down when she’s like this. Although I know she won’t hurt me, I’m always too scared to calm her down when she’s like this. I mean I’ve done it once and I was scared shitless. I was stuttering and she picked up on that, that’s why she stopped.
It didn’t take him as long as it took up to get here. People parted for him noticing his power and the fact that he is the king. He walked up to me first and gave me a hug.
“What was it this time that set her off?” He asked, yeah it happens every month for the past two years.
“Disrespect.” Was all I had to say. He kissed my head and moved over towards Blade. Everybody was watching and holding their breaths, me being on of them.
“Blade.” He said with authority, which had her stopping mid-sentence and dropping Bethany to the floor.
She turned and bowed her head. “Alpha King.”
“What happened?” He asked as calm as a cucumber.
“Prencella mentioned called you for proof that she was indeed the princess of our kind. The…” She cleared her throat. “She said ‘Who’d probably lie for his little baby girl so she can fit in with the big girls so she can be a cool kid’ in a mocking tone disrespecting you and your daughter. I didn’t take kindly to the tone nor the blatant disrespect of calling her King a liar. Before she hurt Prencella, in her mind her wolf was telling her what Prencella was saying was true, yet she disregarded the information and continued to strike and run her mouth. Prencella had a broken ankle and my anger spiked out of control, I am sorry Alpha King.” She said bowing her head a little more.
He nods. “You did the right thing Blade, continue protected my daughter as I see to…” He trailed off. “What does my daughter call her?”
“The fake redheaded twat.” Me and Blade both said with a smirk and looking at my dad.
“Yes, I’ll deal with that and very creative Sonya, maybe the best, but I could’ve toped that.” He said turning towards.
“Yeah yeah, sure old man.” I say as Blade walks to my side. My dad’s very playful, even in public. He doesn’t hide the truth.
He smiled, gave a little whistle signal, then me and Blade a hug. Yet I got another kiss on the forehead. When he lets up go Blade spoke up.
“Actually, I believe Mrs. Queen Luna would have made a better one.” She finished with a chuckle. Oh yeah, my mother is none for some nasty insults. When she became Queen, she didn’t hold back her opinions of the, and I quote ‘pignatashious basrunt-monkeys.’ In mom’s language, it mean pig, egotastic, obnoxious, bastard, runt-monkeys. Very creative, that’s where my creativity comes from.
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My and dad just laughed as he left. That day made me popular. Blade too, but people were too scared to walk up to her.
(sorry for the mistakes, it's not edited)
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