Cassy pov.

We went for a movie. However, it was hard to watch the film with him trying to hold my hands the whole time. My mind kept going to places it shouldn’t. Being a royal meant we had to be careful about how much affection we display in public. Although the commoners didn’t know who I was, I didn’t want to cause much trouble, since they would know eventually. Then we went near the lake where we fed the ducks. It was an enjoyable evening. I loved every moment I spent with him. By the time the sun almost set, we felt hungry, so we decided to go to the café nearby.Material © .

Elliot’s friends and other members of the army had now started to recognise me as the girl who spent time with him. Although I didn’t know what they thought about us or what they said behind our backs and honestly, I didn’t care what they thought. We didn’t hold hands like couples because, being royals, we had to be respectful in front of the civilians. Holding hands, becoming a little bit too close had to be limited, especially since we had decided to keep our relationship a secret.

However, the slutty blond waitress didn’t seem to mind when she flashed her plastic smile at Elliot as soon as we sat at a table. I could swear that she deliberately lowered her shirt which was already revealing an uncomfortable amount of her cleavage.

“Two chicken sandwiches,” Elliot told her, offering a polite smile.

“What would you like to drink? Anything cool?” she paused. “Or something hot?” she giggled. I felt like twisting her hair in my hand and wiping that fake painted face off her. My jaws clenched at her flirtatious gestures and the annoying voice she used to speak, batting her fake eyelashes at him.

Ugh. It should be made illegal to apply that much makeup.

“Uhh…… No.” Elliot stuttered. I narrowed my eyes on him.

“Okay handsome.” She winked and swirled around so that her hair flipped as she turned.

“Hey.” He gave me a nervous smile. “You know her. She is always like that,” he expressed.

Looks like he had sensed my feelings. Gritting my teeth, I rolled my eyes.

“I feel like I want to erase that painted face and knock that fake a*s boobs off her.” I hissed, making him snort as he tried to hold back his laughter.

“I knew it! You are jealous!” he grinned.

“f**k yes I am,” I growled slowly. Amused, he raised an eyebrow, laughing silently.

“Wow. I didn’t know that you cursed.” He said in between his chuckles.

I rolled my eyes. “What? You thought I was a sweet little princess who was naive and unaware of anything?”

He laughed. “Yeah. You are my princess.” He stated and grinned. “Come on. You are the only one for me, anyway.”

I decided to say nothing as I sensed that slut was coming back with our sandwiches. She placed Elliot’s sandwich, and as she placed mine, she smiled at me, a plastic, fake smile, I would say. I tried my best to keep a straight face, albeit it was hard.

“Oh, I f*****g hate her.” I hissed when she left, making him chuckle.

“Babe. I love you and only you.” He replied, but I was not in the mood to reply or acknowledge his confession.

We went back to the car to go home. We had to go back since we didn’t want anyone to be suspicious about us yet.

“Won’t I get a k**s today?” he asked, halting in front of the car. I looked around. The area where the car was parked was deserted at the moment. I looked at his puckered lips and smirked.

“Won’t I get a k**s today?” he asked, halting in front of the car. I looked around. The area where the car was parked was deserted at the moment. I looked at his puckered lips and smirked.

“You don’t,” I stated. “That’s because you made me do push-ups and because you let that slut flirt with you .”

“But I love only you. She doesn’t mean anything to me!” He pouted at my reply, making me look at him. I felt amused at his pouting face. He looked so cute. Holding back my urge to giggle, I landed a soft, quick k**s on his lips, dashed away before he could react. I ran to the car, climbed in and slammed the door shut.

“Very funny babe. I’ll give you a sweaty hug in training tomorrow. Just wait.” He warned me playfully after climbing into the car.

“Oh, that reminds me. We can’t have training tomorrow. I am going to meet my…..uh…..the king and queen’s lycans.” I told him.

“Oh wow. That is such an honour.” There was a long pause. “Do you want to meet mine?” he asked.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I want to meet my boyfriend?” I stated.

“Hey! I’m your boyfriend! He is just my Lycan,” he protested.

“Well, he is also my boyfriend.” I shrugged.

“But……I don’t share.” He pouted, making me laugh. “He can have your Lycan when she wakes up. You are mine and only mine.” He added, making me laugh harder.

He didn’t say anything for the rest of the ride. I peeked at him, wondering if I had finally succeeded in annoying him. He was focused on the road, seriousness all over his face. Oh, this is fun. I thought. It is amusing when he gets irritated. He was now saying absolutely nothing. Maybe I did irritate him.

My heart kept fluttering as I stared at him continuously. I smiled. He was cute when he was serious. Maybe that was the reason why he loved to annoy me too. My heart thudded at the sight I saw. Dark hair that complemented his skin and face, a strong, masculine build that I could drool over, coupled with a funny personality in addition to his caring and thoughtful nature. Yeah. He was perfect for me. I felt myself smile at him involuntarily. Maybe this is love.

“Elliot?” I called softly.

“Yeah.”

I sighed. No. I cannot say it yet. Maybe later. He knew that I loved him, though I hadn’t admitted my feelings out loud.

“Nothing,” I said and relaxed in my seat.

When he parked the car in the garage and climbed out without uttering another word, I started to feel bad. It was fun to annoy him until it wasn’t anymore.

“Hey.” I was just able to catch his hand, right before he walked away, leaving me alone.

“What?” he asked, still serious.

“Are you angry?” I asked, worried.

He looked at me for some time before smiling. “Not really.” There was a little pause. “How can I? I told you already, I love you. And besides, I knew you were trying to get on my nerves.” He chuckled, tucking a loose hair strand behind my ear.

Sighing, I held his hand that cupped my face.

“Elliot ……..” I wanted to say that I love him. But I felt so reluctant.

He chuckled and before I knew it, we were indulged in a slow yet passionate k**s. It was sweet, nothing like the hungry ones we shared last night.

“I love you.” He repeated his confession, looking deeply into my eyes, and then stepped back.

“I have to go now. We cannot be seen like this. Not yet.” He said.

“When are we going to tell them?” I asked.

“We will wait till your Lycan wakes up. Though you can’t shift yet, then we will tell. Because I think then it would be OK.” He said, making me sigh.

He walked away. “I love you too Elliot,” I whispered when he was fully out of sight, knowing that he wouldn’t hear me. Pouting to myself, I walked inside. I had to wait for a long time. This is going to be hard.

***

Just as promised, I went to the woods with my birth parents the next day. I watched in awe when they shifted. I had seen Nolan and the others shift to their werewolves several times back in the pack. So I wasn’t too stunned when black and white fur sprouted all over their skin while their limbs elongated. Their jaws elongated and soon, their mouths were filled with razor-sharp teeth. Their eyes were now wider and their bodies more masculine. With long, sharp claws that I knew would be strong enough to rip through a body.

“Wow.” I gasped. This was a thousand times better than a werewolf. Was this what I would be shifting into?

“Hello, pup!” My dad’s lycan called me in his deep, gruff voice, taking me by surprise.

“What? You can talk?” I just got the shock of my life. None of the werewolves I had seen could talk in their wolf forms. This is simply getting better and better.

“Of course we can!” this time mom spoke. Her voice was lighter. I noticed how her features were softer than my dad’s Lycan.

“So cool.”

All I could do was grin from ear to ear as I gawked at them in awe.

“We are so honoured to meet our pup finally. When you shift, you will be just like us.” Dad said with pride.

“What is your name?” I asked.

“I am Richie and she is Star, my mate.” Dad’s Lycan answered.

I don’t think that it would be possible to be more eager for me to finally meet my Lycan and be able to shift. Meeting my parent’s lycans was simply great. My Lycan waking up would mean a lot of things to me. I would be able to tell everyone about the relationship between Elliot and I. And my parents would finally be prepared to announce their real connection with me. I just hope they won’t mind me telling Elliot about it before they do.

After spending some time with them, they shifted back. I was wrong to think that I couldn’t be more amazed than I already was. To my utter amazement, they had their clothes intact when they shifted back.

“Wha….. How?” I was flabbergasted. That was impressive!

They laughed at my amazement.

“Perks of being Lycan honey. There are lots of other surprises waiting to be discovered.” Mom winked, making me grin from ear to ear.

More to come? Wow! I can’t wait for this year to pass by! Can’t the days and months pass by a little faster? I simply couldn’t wait for my transformation to be completed. Only then will I be announced as their real daughter and hopefully start a new life with Elliot.