Annabelle had learned that you can only be a werewolf or Lycan if it runs in your bloodline. But for Annabelle that made no sense, she came from a different world, it couldn't possibly be in her bloodline. Annabelle ran through several possibilities in her mind of how she came to be a Lycan.
The first is that she's always been one, maybe the chest was just a teleportation device that somehow activated whatever was lying dormant in her.
The second is her father found something from this world that didn't belong in hers. Somehow it entered Annabelle bringing her here.
The third is she's gone completely mad and none of this is real.
It was in this chain of thoughts that Annabelle came to her final conclusion. Right now, it doesn't matter how this situation came to be, all she knew is that she had a second chance at life, and a shot at freedom, whatever that may look like.
It turns out that Annabelle and Mavello have alot in common, only it's her father who sees Mav as a disappointment. For a royal power is everything, to not be able to shift whenever you want is like strapping a dunce hat to your head.
Anna and Mav were still emersed in deep conversation when they both realised they had reached their destination. Tall wooden gates with two guards either side stood waiting. The guards were dressed in polished silver armour that was tight fitted. Their helmets reminded Annabelle of the old Spartan helmets.
"State your business!" Ordered one of the guards.
"Princess Mavello, I'm here to see my sister" Mav spoke calmly.
"Oh... I'm so sorry your highness forgive me... I did not recognise you... where is your entourage?" he questioned.
"We ran into a bit of trouble on the road... if you wouldn't mind I'd like to see my sister now".
"Of course your highness follow me... Her highness will be happy to see you... she's been worried sick since you didn't show up this morning" ..
The large gates were opened but it was still very dark. The only light was from the moons and dimly lit lamps scattered around the grounds. Annabelle could see that she was walking through a large garden, in the day time it was probably beautiful, it smelled amazing. But right now her mind wondered to the thoughts of having an actual bed to sleep in.
The three of them came to a relitevly large house, more like mansion. It was all white with what looked like vines covering some of it. It didn't look like somewhere a princess would live.
Mav stopped before they opened the door, she dismissed the guard and looked to Annabelle.
"Now Anna... my sister... well she's not a people person. Just don't take everything she says to heart okay?" Mav said sincerely.
"Mav... don't worry about me, I'm sure I've had to endure far worse" Annabelle reassured her smiling.
"Yes I guess your right, I just want you to feel comfortable... you will tell me if your not won't you?"
"I will Mav, stop worrying, I'm sure your sister will be happy when she knows your safe" Annabelle smiled again.
"You don't know my sister, she's unhappy when she's not worrying and even worse when she is" Mav informed her while still thinking in her head about what she will say to calm her sister down.
"I will find out myself when you open that door" chuckled Annabelle.
Mav opened the door. As they stepped in there was a foyer, just past it on either side there were marble stairs up, and in the middle a single wide set of marble stairs down.
As soon as Annabelle took a step inside the house a sweet smell engulfed her. Like a concentrated version of the sweetest flowers, like Jasmin... or lilies.. or maybe both.
Annabelle followed Mav down the stairs, well she didn't exactly follow... she was kind of dragged. Mav had her arm hooked in Annabelle's. Annabelle has come to like this, it's comforting even if she won't admit it aloud.
Mav seemed to be much more nervous than Annabelle was.
At the bottom of the stairs were two doors. Mav and Anna entered through one of them leading to a large room with light wooden flooring, a huge white rug was laid further in. On the rug was a round glass table, surrounding it five wooden chairs apolstered in white fabric matching the carpet. There were four doors, two on either wall equal distance apart. There were various vases and different pieces of artwork on the walls. There was no denying this place had style.
Annabelle was startled when she heard a door fly open, she could have sworn there'd be a hole in the wall from the handle. She looked in the direction it came from, it was a door she had missed at the end of the room. From it emerged a woman with almost white hair, the top half of it was braided and up, the rest fell down her back, it was almost as long as Annabelle's.
The woman was dressed in black fitted trousers, a baggy white dress shirt that was slightly unbuttoned revealing her collarbone. As she got nearer Annabelle inhaled deeply to prepare herself, the smell from before now filling her nose and her mind. It was her, definitely her.
Before anyone could speak Annabelle's eyes met the woman's. They were blue like Mavs, but the more you looked the more detail you could find, complex strings of whites, blues and greens, was that a tiny bit of orange she can see.
The woman had walked over with conviction, but now it seems standing here she has lost her words. They just stood there analyzing each other. Feeling awkward Mav cut in. "Aren't you happy to see me sister?".
Mav's question had broke whatever spell her sister was under. Meanwhile Annabelle was still admiring Bea's beauty, her heart trying to escape her chest it was beating so loud. Annabelle thought it was probably just her nerves.
"Mavello what took you so long... I've been worried out of my mind, I sent patrols out hours ago" the panic in her voice was evident even if she tried to keep her cool. Mav might think her sister is cold but she cares an awful lot thought Annabelle.
"I'm sorry Bea... we ran into a small group of Skrill on the road" Mav replied sheepishly.
"My patrols sent word of a bloody murder scene!. I thought you might be dead... then what would I tell mother" Bea said in a strict parental voice.
"Come to think of it, how did you escape that? my men said there was blood enough to fill four bathing tubs" Beatrix added.
"Well... this is my new friend.. she rescued me" Mav smiled squeezing Anna's arm tighter. Bea glanced at there linked arms, now noticing their closeness. She hesitated before looking into Anna's emerald eyes again. She was not expecting what she saw the first time. Bea was good at sensing people's intentions, she could get a feel for if there soul was good or bad much like her little sister. When she looked into Annabelle's eyes she could only sense power.
"Rescued you how?" she asked inspecting Anna's physique. Annabelle felt a little amused by this, Bea didn't know what to make of her.
"Can we talk about it after we show Anna to a guest room?, I'm sure she wants to unwind after today, right Annabelle?" Mav said as she tugged Anna's arm. "Annabelle" Bea repeated to herself quietly, but loud enough for Annabelle to hear it, she let out a smirk when she did. Bea caught this and turned a pinkish colour.
If Annabelle had not been completely worn out, she would have wanted to stay and wind Bea up a little more. But Mav was right, she needed a good rest. Annabelle just nodded.
"Griff!" Bea called out, a few seconds later a guard emerged from one of the rooms, he was tall with a bald head and a wiry grey beard. Though he looked old, his muscles were huge.
He ducked and slid through the door sideways as to fit. "Yes your highness?" the giant replied in a deep husky voice.
"Could you escort this young lady to guest room four please, and have her brought something to eat". Annabelle didn't know what on earth Mav was talking about before, Bea seems like a breath of fresh air compared to the stuck up bitches she's had to deal with all her life. She even said please when addressing her own servants. "Yes of course... this way girl" said the guard.
Mav had gotten to know Annabelle quite well in just one day, she knew her resentment for that word and feeling her suddenly go tense she knew she had to calm Annabelle quickly. If she didn't Annabelle could shift, where she would have no control. Even Bea could sense the sudden change in the atmosphere. Mav quickly interjected "Annabelle... her name is Annabelle" Anna relaxed again and sent a quick sincere smile to Mav who smiled back. "Don't worry Griff, I've got this. Bea I'll be right back" Mav said quickly whisking Annabelle away.
As soon as the doors closed behind them Mav began speaking. "That went much better than I had expected, she was acting strange though, I've never seen her like that".
"I don't think she likes me very much" said Annabelle nonchalantly.
"Nonsense, if she didn't like you, why would she put you in the closest room to hers?" Mav said a matter of fact.
"Perhaps she is just keeping a close eye on me" Annabelle said playfully pushing Mav who pushed her back. The two laughed like old friends.
Annabelle was now alone in the bedroom. She ate the food that was brought to her. She didn't even ask what it was, she just devoured it. She had a bath and was now laying in a King size bed with satin sheets. The room was bare but cosy, a walk in closet, a bed, and art pieces placed all over the walls. It didn't take Anna long to fall asleep. It had been another really long tiring day.
Meanwhile downstairs...
"a Lycan? are you sure?" Bea questioned seriously.
"I know what I saw Bea" Mav replied almost annoyed that she'd have to answer the same question for the fifth time..
"Do you know how long it's been since a girl had a successful Lycan transformation?.... without dying?"
"No but I'm sure your going to tell me anyway" Mav rolled her eyes in boredom.
"It's been four hundred years since the last successful transformation was reported... Mav I don't think you know how serious this is.... if father finds out about Annabelle he will take her and use her any way he can and-".
Mav interrupted "oh yeah, I forgot to mention, she has absolutely no control over it" she admitted.
"Your joking right? a Lycan, who is supposed to be superior to us has no control in her wolf form? This is going to be a big problem. I can't believe you brought her here, what were you thinking Mavello?" She paused and looked at Mav who just sat there with her head in her hands frowning. "Talk with her tomorrow, tell her to meet me here at noon... I want to see if I can help.. after all she brought my baby sister back to me" Bea pinched one of Mavs cheeks a little too hard leaving a rosey patch,
"arg!... I'm not a baby get off me. Beatrix!'" Shouted Mav.
"Don't call me that!! you know I hate it" Bea said with a frown like a hurt child.
"You called me a baby first!".
After they were done bickering they continued to catch up. Mav told Bea almost everything she knew about Annabelle, keeping the private details to herself. She told her about the chest, the glow, the different world.
That night Bea struggled to get to sleep as she couldn't rid her mind of Annabelle. She thought about how hard it would have been for Anna. Alone for days, in the bitter cold, and in a new world, as a new species. Mav had said that Anna had no control over her shift, which means she went up against five men unharmed not knowing if she would even survive or not, all for a stranger. Bea might not be able to sense the good in Annabelle's soul but she knew it must be there.
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