Hey guys! Thank you all so much for the lurve! You all are so amazing and I love yall for standing behind my stories. Makes me giggle like a little girl!
p.s the dress I picture Kenzi wearing is the same black dress she wore in the episode where Hale asked her to be his date. Just so you know.
Chapter 2
"Ow, damn it Bo." Kenzi said as she glared in the mirror at her best friend. Bo tugged her hair once more and smiled as she twisted it into a loose up do.
"Add these." Kenzi held her palm open to Bo and Bo carefully took the small jewels and twisted them into the back of her hair.
"Thanks BoBo." Kenzi smiled and slipped out of the chair. She ran her hands smoothly down her shimmering black dress and then quickly pulled on her sky high heels.
"I still can't believe you aren't coming." Kenzi rolled her eyes at Bo.
"One of the many perks of not being the blood daughter to the King." Bo smirked and pulled open the door to Kenzi's room.
"Well do me a favor." Kenzi said as they walked toward the large staircase.
"Anything." Bo smiled.
"Grab a bottle of wine and meet me in my room when I get home." she smirked. Bo chuckled and nodded.
"You really think it will be that boring?" Bo asked.
"Boring is one of the many cons that goes along with being the arm candy for the whole Kingdom." Kenzi said as she headed down the staircase. Frank and Oliver stood waiting at the bottom of the staircase
"Maybe there will be hot men there." Bo said. Kenzi snorted and shook her head.
"One can only hope." Kenzi said as they got to the bottom. Frank took Kenzi's hand and looped it through his arm resting it on his bicep and placing his hand over hers. He smiled down at her.
"You look enchanting." He said. Kenzi beamed up at him. She could always count on Frank and Oliver.
"Stunning." Oliver smiled as he pulled open the door. Kenzi wiggled her fingers at Bo and glanced into the driveway. Instead of her normal blacked out SUV there was a wonderful black limo sitting in the drive, shining with a brand new wax apparently.
"Where's Holden?" Kenzi asked glancing to Oliver as he opened her door.
"He went ahead, had a meeting to attend before the party got started." Oliver said. Kenzi nodded and slid inside. Once the door was closed she immediately lifted the chilled bottle of wine and a glass. She poured the glass full and took a large gulp before sinking back into the seat as the limo pulled off.
Dyson stood behind Trick, his arms crossed over his chest. He and Hale were standing as security for Trick in a very important meeting. Trick and several elder Fae sat around the table. The Ash was at the head, his teeth sinking nervously into his lip. Rare for him to be nervous about anything considering he was The Ash. But this was a meeting called by The Wolf Shifter King. The Ash and Morrigan were the highest, they made the rules, but most species had their own Hierarchy made up of their own Kings, Queens, and various elders. The Ash and Morrigan respected their rules immensely and never questioned them. The doors swung open and Holden, the King, walked in. The air around him cracked and sizzled, radiating arrogance and evil. Dyson's eyes narrowed as he watched the smile slip over his face. His four large bodyguards slinked in behind him and made their way to different areas of the room to watch their King.
"Holden!" The Ash smiled as he surged from his chair and hugged Holden.
"How are you my friend?" Holden asked as they released each other and took their seats.
"I'm very good, and you?" The Ash asked. Holden briefly greeted each person at the table. His eyes found Dyson's and he smirked. Dyson wanted to growl but he settled for a glare. Holden broke the eye contact and smiled back toward The Ash.
"I am amazing." Holden said.
"And the new house?" The Ash asked.
"Wonderful. Excellent staff." He nodded.
"And Kenzi?" The Ash asked leaning back in his seat. Dyson's eyebrows rose quickly. Kenzi? Who was Kenzi? His new wife?
"She's being her normal self, as exasperating as usual, but Bo helps her to settle." He nodded.
"Well, let's get along with this, wouldn't want to miss the party. What do you need from us to better accommodate to our city?" The Ash asked. Holden leaned back in his chair and ran his index finger over his chin as if he was thinking.
"I'd like to bring my army here." he said. Dyson looked down as Trick froze. That was not a good idea. An army of wolf shifters in one city would cause chaos.
"How large is your army?" The Ash questioned.
"Less than 200 hundred men, more than 150." Holden smiled, withholding information as always.
"What purpose would your army serve?" The Ash asked. Holden smirked and crossed his legs at the ankles.
"I guess I need to be truthful, of course you know we're staying in what most would refer to as the country side. Surrounded by trees, rather private, the closest neighbors I have are nearly twenty miles in either direction." Holden said. The Ash nodded letting him continue.
"I've had several threats recently from the two other Shifter Kingdoms." Holden continued. Dyson shifted uncomfortably, a long while ago there was a Kingdom for each shifter species, but then Holden stepped into the picture. Other Kings feared his intense passion for ruling and they decided to attack before he had the chance to attack them. Holden had succeeded in eliminating all the other shifter Kingdoms except for two. The Panthers and The Tigers. Both were exotic branches of shifters that had relocated to the states in hopes of finding shelter.
"So you plan to wage war, here in my city with the two remaining Kingdoms?" The Ash asked arching an eyebrow.
"War is such a harsh word. There is no war Charles, only me, defending my Kingdom, my family." Holden said. The elder's eyes widened as he used The Ash's real name. But The Ash made no move to reprimand him. The Ash nodded and stroked his chin before sitting straight up in his seat, his eyes scanned the table and then he looked back to Holden.
"Granted." He said before standing. Holden beamed and stood up quickly shaking his hand.
"Let's party." Holden said. His eyes turned back toward Dyson once more and then he was out the door with The Ash. The elders stood and followed out while Trick turned toward Hale and Dyson.
"This is not good." He said shaking his head.
"What does this bastard have up his sleeve?" Dyson asked.
"He's going to take over the final two Kingdoms. I doubt any threats were made. The Panthers and Tigers keep to themselves, they are too rare to try and fight." Trick shook his head.
"He doesn't just want to be the Wolf Shifter King; he wants to be the Shifter King." Dyson let out a small growl.
"There hasn't been a King of All since I was born." Trick said shaking his head.
"Yet Holden is two Kingdoms away from becoming that." Hale said. Outside the office they heard the party begin.
"We better get in there or someone might accuse us of conspiring against the Kingdom." Trick smirked. Hale and Dyson nodded and they made their way into the ballroom of The Ash's compound. They chose a spot near The Ash and Holden as they chatted freely with different people.
An hour later the ballroom was nearly full. People of all races and species crowded around each other laughing and talking loudly. The more they drank the more obnoxious they got. The bell at the front rang and Dyson glanced up to see who was entering.
"Princess McKenzi Carter." The Caller shouted. Dyson's eyes were glued to the beautiful woman walking through the doors.
"Mona." He breathed out. All the air left his lungs. The woman standing at the entrance was an exact replica of Mona, but younger. Dyson's eyes caught Holden as he moved over to her, he took her hand, placed a kiss on her cheek, and wrapped her hand through his arm. Two bodyguards shuffled in behind her and took their places, their eyes scanning the room.
"Trick, is that?" Dyson asked, his eyes going back to the woman. He looked over her slowly, drinking in every ounce of her body. She was slim with raven black hair, huge ice blue eyes, and she was breathtaking, just like Mona.
"I haven't the slightest clue." Trick shook his head.
"She's too young to be Mona, has to be their daughter. Her title is Princess." Hale shrugged. He looked rather impassive but Dyson could tell by his eyes that he was thinking the same thing. Dyson watched as Holden chatted, pulling the woman around the room. Her smile was fake, he could tell because every time they departed from one group the smile dropped and turned to a full on glare. She was definitely not happy. Dyson's pulse raced, Mona had been his best friend. He needed to talk to this girl, maybe she knew Mona. Maybe Mona was in fact her mother. The music started and he took his chance.
Kenzi was not feeling this party. While there were several sexy men walking around she knew it was all about showing these people their family was one of the top dogs and shaking hands with the other top dogs was part of that. Kenzi heard the familiar dance music come on and she watched as several people made their way to the dance floor. The hair on her scalp prickled and she looked up. A man was walking toward her and Kenzi could not contain the smile that spread across her lips. He was gorgeous. All wavy reddish hair and scorching eyes. The look he was giving her went straight to her stomach, knotting it up in the oh so familiar way.
"Dyson." Holden said as the man approached them. Dyson, nice name. Kenzi looked up at him and then let her eyes run down him. He wore his suit well, and she could tell he was rocking a great body underneath it.
"Holden." Dyson nodded.
"How are you, I do hope you've come with good news." Holden said with a smile. Kenzi glanced at her father, what was he talking about.
"Actually I came to ask for a dance." Dyson said looking to Kenzi. Her knees wobbled slightly but she bucked up, poked her chest out, and grinned like a fool.
"Hmm, yes. Go ahead." Holden released Kenzi and she almost gasped. He rarely ever let her go off with strangers, but this man was certainly no stranger to her father. Dyson offered his hand. Kenzi slipped her palm into his, it was warm, and she liked it. Dyson led her to the dance floor and Kenzi noticed Frank and Oliver adjusting positions so they could keep their eyes on her. Kenzi was not expecting it when he spun her onto the dance floor and then pulled her quickly into his arms. He took her hand and pulled it outward, his other hand resting tightly along her hip. She placed her hand on his shoulder and they began to move.
"It is lovely to meet you Princess." Dyson said. Kenzi rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"My name is Kenzi. I'm not an ass like my father." She smirked.
"Kenzi. Most Princesses would prefer to be called Princess." He said, his eyes looking deep into hers.
"I'm not most Princesses." She said.
"No you are not." He smirked.
"How do you know my father?" Kenzi blurted out. Dyson's eyes fell to hers. So she was his daughter.
"I'm a wolf, everyone of my kind knows your father." He said. Kenzi's eyes glued to his.
"When did you two come into town?" he asked.
"This morning." Kenzi nods as he spins her around the floor, he truly is a wonderful dancer.
"So tell me something, Kenzi. Truthfully, how much fun are you having?" he asks.
"I never have fun at these life sucking ass kissing parties. My father rarely lets me dance, so this would be the most fun I'm having." She smirked.
"Glad I could spice it up for you." He smiled.
"It doesn't take much to spice up a night for me, a little wine and I'm good." She smirks. Dyson cannot help but laugh.
"Easy to please." He smiled. The song ended and Dyson's hands eased off of her.
"Thank you for the dance." Kenzi smiled, she turned to leave but Dyson's hand shot out and latched onto her wrist, jerking her to a stop. He noticed her bodyguards move, but he had to ask the question.
"Your mother, what is her name?" Dyson asked quickly. Kenzi's eyes meet his and she found herself compelled to answer him.
"Mona." Kenzi said quickly. He dropped her hand and she briefly paused to stare at him before she turned and made her way back to her father. Dyson's eyes followed her. Her mother is Mona, no wonder she looks so much like her. But what does she know about Mona?