Their Hidden Princess Novel

---- Chapter 103 Thorne was silent. Lunerly stepped past Zora to narrow his eyes at the other man. " In war," he started. "Your allies are your greatest strengths. They know you better than yourself. You are Miss Smith's knight. You should be devoted to her." "Smith isn't even a high alpha," Thorne protested. "She shouldn't have a knight." Lunerly's nostrils flared. Luckily for Thorne, Zora stepped in between the two men. She gave Lunerly a pleading look then turned to Thorne. "Look," she braced her hands on her hips. "Neither of us wants you to be my knight. But what the Queen says, goes.

So suck it up and punch me like I'm actually a threat instead of breakable." But you are breakable, Thorne wanted to say. The image of her face as he'd broken the bond was the first thing in his mind whenever he looked at her. How lost she'd looked. How broken. He sucked in a breath through his nose. "Fine," he said. He turned to look at Lunerly. "How am | supposed to fight as her Knight versus her ally?" "Knights are an extension of a High Alpha," Lunerly said. "You're ---- supposed to fill in the blanks where she can't. Be the strikes she can't take or the strikes she can't throw.

In sparring with her, you're to learn her weaknesses. That way, you can fill in where she doesn't." Thorne nodded once. Lunerly nodded in agreement. "This is true in wolf form as well," Lunerly said. "Miss Smith's wolf is much smaller than yours. But what she lacks in strength, she makes up for in agility." He motioned between Thorne and Zora. "Shift," he demanded. "| want to see the same sparring as wolves. Miss Smith has had less practice in this form and we need to catch her up." Thorne nodded at Valentin then let the wolf in the back of his mind race forward.

With a shake, he shifted into a large dark blonde wolf. He shook his fur clean of his human skin as he landed on all fours then looked towards his sparring partner. She was frozen, eyebrows knitted. "Miss Smith," Lunerly deadpanned. "I asked you to shift." "| - | can't," Zora stuttered. Her forehead was crinkling and un- crinkling as she tried to force the shift. She managed to elongate her canines slightly, but as soon as she made eye- contact with Thorne, they shrunk back into her mouth. "Fuck," she hissed. ---- She made a face again and looked down at her hand.

Her nails slowly extended from her finger tips but, once again, as she made eye contact with Thorne, they shrunk back in on themselves. Lunerly seemed to notice this. He glanced to the side at the blonde wolf. "Blythwitch," he said "You're dismissed." "What about sparring?" Thorne threw down the line, tail flicking in annoyance. "It will wait for another day," Lunerly said. "Dismissed." Thorne shifted back into his human form and stormed out of the gym. That whole morning had been a colossal waste of his time. Knight or not, Zora was not a match for him as a sparring partner.

He was getting nothing out of that arrangement and Lunerly knew it. As he turned back to look at the two people still in the gym, he watched as Lunerly stepped up to Zora and braced his hands on her shoulders. Anger and jealousy consumed Thorne again. How dare Lunerly touch her? She was his fated mate. Not anymore, he reminded himself. He turned his head down to the ground, rethinking all of his choices and loyalties. Would happiness be so miserable? Would repaying his debt to Victoria really make him feel fulfilled? ---- Just then, a shimmer of light sprouted from across the gym.

Thorne turned his head just in time to see Zora's body disappear into the white fur of her wolf.