Petrov Princess' Hooligan Mate

SHOPPING bags in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, Belle exited the mall. She walked towards the direction where she parked her car. She was supposed to be meeting Janni earlier but the woman declined. Apparently, the woman is at work and has a series of meeting today. Janni has always been the workaholic in their bunch. The youngest but the overachiever. She was also the closest to her. Since she was already at the shopping mall, she decided to visit some of her favorite boutiques. A couple of hours later, she got two dresses and a pair of shoes for Janni. If she remembered correctly, the sneakers that she bought for her had been damaged after the attack in the pack. She always has the softest spot for the younger member of their troop. They had a clash a few months before but when she finally removed her head out of the gutter, she came to see that the woman meant her no harm. It was her own insecurity and brat attitude that has made her act differently. She has been very insecure of Janni even when they were still young. An overachiever and very workaholic while, she, the Petrov princess, did nothing but remained in the shadow of her own mother. The only thing that she did best was to spend money that her parents had worked hard for. But that was before. She finally realized that she wanted something to do with her life. She wanted to be known not as the Petrov princess that is bratty and spender but rather the Petrov princess who can stand on her own. Although she started her business through her parents’ funding, she considered it as a loan. Besides, her business is still inlined with her Mama Solana and grandfather’s resort business. She intends to supply the swimwear of all the guests in the series of resorts in Hungary. In fact, in the first quarter when she opened her clothing line, the first two guests in the resort have free swimsuits. That applies to all branches. She had a great review. Not just with the resort but with the designs of her swimwear. It was a free advertisement. Hybrid women swimwear has been known not only in the metro but in Hungary as well. Since the clothing line accommodates women's and children’s swimwear in all sizes, it was a plus point. Though her parents have their own business, she chose to be in the field where she could enjoy and work at the same time. Since her grandfather’s business abroad has to do with resorts and she likes anything that has to do with clothes, she created attires that she can flaunt women’s beach bodies or in other cases, for women to be proud of themselves. “I’ll be in the office in half an hour, Dione. Can you have our lunch delivered? You know, the sandwich from the deli.” She requested from her young assistant. “Yes, Ms. Petrov. However, I'm done with mine. I’ll have yours delivered.” “Really? I forgot the time. Anything new in the office.” “Nothing that needs immediate action. However, I will discuss it with you when you reach the office, Ms. Petrov.” “Oh, please. Call me Belle, Dione. Our parents are friends. We practically grew up together.” “But----” “I’m maybe the alpha’s sister and your new boss, it’s fine. I feel old when you call me Ms. Petrov.” “You’re the boss, Miss.” “I know, right. Call me Belle. It’s an order.” “Right. I’ll see you later, then.” “One more thing. Tell them to put chili on my sandwich.” “Yes, ma’am.” Belle rolled her eyes as she ended the conversation. Dione is a reliable assistant but she always followed the protocol in the pack. However, she was glad that her assistant resorted to nodding and a slight bow of head compared to whenever they were in the pack territory. Dione is the youngest child of Marion and Yulla Dela Vega, her mother’s Beta in the Metis pack. She must have enjoyed shopping very much that she was not able to notice that it was way past lunch. Well, she got the habit from her mom, Villel. Nothing should stop a woman from pampering herself especially when she has done a good job. Belle did a good job. This was her first spending since she opened Hybrid women swimwear. She breathed in. She cannot wait to wear her new dress. She bought one for her mom, too. It would definitely compliment her mother’s slim figure. Her other mother would absolutely go nuts when she noticed that it was lacy and bareback. She chuckled. She loves to see her parents become possessive with each other despite being together for more than three decades. Must be because of their mating bond or they love each other very much. She wanted something like that, too. A love that has been tested by time and built by trust. Luckily, as a werewolf like the most of the members family and friends, she has a pre-determine mate that has been gifted by the moon goddess, the mother of call werewolves. However, if she happened not to have a mate, she can also have a chosen beloved like the rest of her grandfather’s side of the family, the vampire clan. Although she is already twenty-eight years old, and quite late for most of the werewolves to find a mate, she still believed that there is a mate meant for her. She is not in a hurry to find the mate made only for her. Árnyék growled in agreement in her head. Another thing that Belle was thankful for, though she was part werewolf, vampire, and witch, she was finally able to bridge the differences between the three beings inside her. Previously, she had an issue with it, especially with her werewolf and vampire side. Both were dominant and wanted to dominate each other. She was too embarrassed to get help from her own mother who would totally understand her concerns. It led to not only hurting herself but also the sister of her own wolf, Blaze. The wolf of Janni. A smile formed on her lips. Her life might be a little complicated but she never wanted it to change. Her parents are both female but they chose to have children of their own. Kids that they love so dearly. So dear that, she herself became a brat. Belle was created through her hybrid mother’s egg, Solana, who was a half-vampire and half werewolf. She cannot shift into a wolf but she has an alpha wolf inside her. Her vampire side was equally dominating being a grandchild of a royal vampire. The sperm donor of her hybrid mother was the high alpha wolf. She did not know that the high alpha’s grandmother was a witch from the With Blanche coven. The white witch coven where some of their family friends are part of. In turn, the twins that Solana carried, one is a pure-blooded werewolf while the other is a hybrid. Belle’s reverie halted when she reached the car. She placed the shopping bags in the trunk. She rounded to get to the driver’s side. She was startled when someone pulled her bag. She pulled back. When she raised her eyes, it was a middle-aged man. He is bearded and looked dirty. His clothes have torn in some parts. “Get your hand off my bag!” She yelled. “Give it to me.” Her eyes squinted when he pulled again. “Your hands are filthy. Do you realize that you’re holding a Chanel bag? It’s a limited edition and only five persons in the world have it.” “Oh, I know, lady. Gimme the bag.” “Eew, no!” To Belle’s surprise, the man threw a punch her way. before it could even reach her face, she ducked. Her foot made contact with his knee. She is no warrior like her brother and mother but she can hold her own especially when her things were involved. Not when it is her limited edition Chanel bag! She huffed when he finally let go of her bag. He was on his ass on the ground beside the car. He was surprised that a woman can contest his strength. She patted the dirt off the bag. All the while sending a glare his way. “Try to touch me one more time, I’m will pierce a hole in your heart using my stiletto.” She warned. The man glanced at the three-inched shoes on her feet. “It’s Louboutin in case that you wanted to know.” Belle lifted her foot, the man moved back. “Go before I change my mind in sparing your life.” With one brow raised, she watched the mugger run for his life. She exhaled. “He should learn how to work instead of robbing people.” She muttered under her breath. “That’s one hell of a show. I thought you’re going to tell him about your sports car.” Stunned, she spun to see who spoke. It was a woman on the other side of the parking lot. She was standing by an old red jeep. “How long have you been standing there?” “Long enough to hear you speak about the brands of your belongings.” “And you did not even intervene to help me get rid of that man?” She barked. “You can do it on your own. You have a reliable pair of shoes to help defend yourself. It’s Louboutin, after all.” She followed it with a chuckle. “You!” “Mind you, I was waiting for you to tell in his face that your car is Porsche 911 GT3.” She glared at the woman. However, it did not even deter her. Belle rolled her eyes when she saw the old jeep. It was in dire need of a car wash. Even the owner seemed to be in need of a long shower. Her tattered jeans and white shirt have dirt on them. Her long, black hair was tied in a bun on top of her head. And her shoes! Was it mud on her sneakers? The woman entered her beat-up car. She glanced at Belle again after she revved the engine. “The car suits you.” “It complements my eyes, I know.” Belle noticed the woman’s hazel eyes when their eyes met. A gasp exited her mouth. Her wolf, Árnyék, became excited. She jumped and howled in her head. The hazel-eyed woman smirked. She knew her effect on women. “Hot and expensive.” Mouth ajar, she watched the woman leave the parking lot.