The Lost Princess Of The Lycans Chapter 114: Interesting News

King Ray's POV

I was upset after learning that Isabella had powers just like Sarah's. I knew Raymond would have power as well, but what were they? I did not know what I would do with the pups or Sarah, as they had powers, and they weren't even half-witches. They were for full-blooded lycans, but because of a spell, DNA had been forged with Sarah's DNA. This was going to be an interesting war.

I knew Sarah would never betray me or fight for the witches. I knew she would fight for us. I was just worried that the witches would try to use her powers against her and the pups. I truthfully did not know what I would do about the whole situation regarding the war. Everyone in the kingdom knew about Sarah's powers but did not know about the pups' powers. How was I going to keep them safe and allow Sarah to fight? There was so much to do and so little time to do it because I did not know when the witches would attack again.

Brittany told me that her training session this morning had gone well and that she knew basic stuff. I had not run into Donald after Sarah's training session with him. There's a lot to be done this evening, like presenting the pups and announcing Caleb as Alpha of the White River Clan. I was deep in thought when Mike announced that lunch was ready.

I heard the front door open and shut. I then smelled her intoxicating scent. Whenever I smelled her scent, it would turn me on, and I would have to adjust a specific part of the anatomy. She was even sexier after giving birth. When she first came here, she was nothing but skin and bones. Now she has a very fantastic figure. Her body had some meat to it now. She had filled out nicely.

She had curvy hips, and her breasts had doubled in size. That's from having the pups and the fact that she was breast-feeding. I think about her all the time and the pups. I hate being away from them. But that is a father's curse. My father was the same way. When I was a pup, my father came home, picked my sister and me up, and put us in his lap. He would hold us until dinner time, and then we would eat.

All those childhood memories were terrific. I felt bad for Sarah because she had a horrific childhood, but I was determined to keep giving her a happy life. I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize I had walked into the kitchen and nearly tripped over the table. Being king has a lot of demands on you.

It did not help that Sarah's scent was radiating through the house. I knew she was feeding the pups because Isabella was crying, and now she wasn't. That is another problem that I need to deal with: figuring out her powers and Raymond's. This morning's tornado in the nursery was a shock. Sarah did not know how to control her powers. How was she going to teach the pups to control their powers?

I sat down at the table, and Mike served me lunch. It was chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes, and green beans—a well-balanced meal. I drank some lemonade with it. I was in the middle of eating when Sarah walked in. I could not take my eyes off her. She looked beautiful. I swear that she grows more beautiful every day. Maybe that is just my thinking. She sat down at the table, and Mike served her lunch.

" Hey, my sexy king, "I greeted Ray.

" Hey baby, how's your day going so far," he asked.

" It's going well. I have some exciting news for you," I stated.

"What's that? " He asked.

" I learned how to control my powers. In the heat of a battle, I hope I can do it without hurting our people," I responded.

" I'm sure you will, my sweet queen," he responded.

" I now have to get back to work, but I love you and will see you later," he said.

I gave her a quick kiss and went back to my office. If I had kissed her any longer, I would have taken her to our room. Whenever I'm near her, I want to make love to her. I could also smell her arousal, so it must be the same for her. I quickly shut my office door and took a couple of deep breaths. After a minute or two, I was settled down and ready to return to work. The boundaries at the back of this territory deeply concerned me.

There were no patrols to speak of or fences put up. It is times like this that I miss my home. The palace is well-guarded, and perimeter fences are all around the grounds. If rogues got in, it was because they cut the fence wire and got in that way. My father did not believe in putting up fences or checkpoints; I do. Then, there is no excuse if a rogue attack happens. If one did occur, it was because the patrols weren't doing their job, or there was another reason that they had cut it.

I will have Brittany walk the boundaries and start placing posts so that I can set up fences and checkpoints. Tomorrow, I am meeting with the former slaves to learn where they come from and whether I can assist them in going back home and reuniting with their families. Sarah wants to help all of them. I still cannot believe how bad things were when I arrived here.

The injured slaves have been in the hospital. Some have been released and are in the slave quarters that have been remodeled and adequately equipped. I have not had an opportunity to speak with them. I was in the office reviewing the list of "captives" when there was a knock on the door.

" Enter," I stated.

It was Caleb. I could tell he had something on his mind. He was very quiet. That's how I knew without even asking him.

" So, are you going to tell me what is on your mind, old friend?" I asked.

" Yes, your majesty," he responded.

" It is about my mate," he stated.

" Your mate?" I asked.

He did not have a mate that I knew of. That means he found her.

" What is her name," I asked.

" Her name is Chrissy," he responded.

" She is a member of the white river clan," he stated.

That was interesting. I knew exactly who she was. She was the daughter of the former alpha of that pack.

" I know who she is," I responded.

" Is that going to be a problem," he asked.

" That depends," I responded.