The White Wolf's Fated Beloved

2 Who the Hell Are You

One Year Later

Gemma POV

"Georgy, there is no way I can wear that bathing suit." "Like hell you can't. If I had curves like yours, I wouldn't hide in a one-piece suit. Now try this one on" she says, handing me a dark purple two-piece suit. "Georgy, I love my curves, but that doesn't mean I want to give the b**ch brigade ammunition to run their mouths about my body."

"F**k them" she says before she looks around to see if mom is within ear shot. I laugh that my sister the future Queen swears like a sailor but is scared of our mother. "Seriously Gemma, I don't want you to hide because of the mean girls. Meredith is a jealous b**ch. She wishes she looked like you." "Fine, I'll try it on, but if I'm not comfortable I'm only buying the blue one piece."

"Of course, I don't want you to ever be uncomfortable, Gemmy. I just don't want you to hide yourself because of some mean girls," she says. I head into the dressing room and wiggle out of the blue one-piece suit. Once I'm in the dark purple two-piece I look at myself in the mirror. Elora whistles and I can't help but chuckle. "Georgy is right girly, you look hot. You should totally get this suit and make that evil troll choke on her words" Elora says.

"Fine, but you have to promise not to try to take over and rip her throat out if starts being her b**chy self." "I promise, but I don't like it." I open the door a crack and wave for Georgy to check out the suit. I swear my sister loves to embarrass me. She starts cat calling me. I'm sure my face is red as a beet. "You are dead during training later." She throws her head back and laughs. "Bring it on" she says as I close the door, so I can change.

Once I'm back in my jeans and t-shirt, I walk out to find Georgy and my mother. I laugh when I see my sister trying to argue with my mother about needing all three of the bathing suits she has tried on. "Georgia, you do not need three different bathing suits. Pick the two you like the best, preferably the ones that cover all the bits that should be hidden from everyone except your mate and let's go," my mother says with finality.

I can't help but giggle, and my sister glares at me. "Gemmy, did you get the two suits you want?" "Yes, I'm ready." We pay and meet the warriors who are waiting outside the store. As soon as we reach the palace, Georgy drags me upstairs to get ready for training. I grab a dark blue sports bra and matching shorts. I only train in human form, which is fine because no one knows I've already shifted.

Elora is amazing. Pure white like snow with emerald green eyes. As we make our way through the palace, my father's deep voice stops us in our tracks. "Dad, we can't be late or will have to run laps till our legs are ready to fall off," Georgy says. Lester doesn't treat us any differently than any other warrior. "This won't take long. I expect you both to be dressed for dinner this evening at seven. We are having several guests" he says.

"What kind of guests?" "The kind that require the Royal Princesses to be present. Now give me a kiss on the cheek and head to training." We both roll our eyes but know we are still daddy's girls even now. It's no hardship to give my dad a kiss on the cheek. He chuckles as he turns heading for his office. We make it to training with only seconds to spare.

After Training

"We have two hours before we need to get ready for dinner. I say we grab our new suits and head down to the pool. I could use a dip after Lester kicked our a**" Georgy says. I nod and grab my bag before I head into my room. I debate for a few minutes before I decide to say screw it and put on the purple one. I grab a wrap and meet Georgy in our living room. "Girls don't forget about dinner" mom calls from the hallway.

I'm grateful when we reach the pool and Meredith and her cronies are nowhere in sight. Without warning, Georgy takes off and does a cannonball into the pool. As soon as she surfaces, she waves for me to join her. I jump and plunge deep into the refreshing water. When I surface, I hear snickers. I wipe the hair off my face and notice that Meredith is staring down at me.

"My goddess, I think when Gemma finally shifts, she'll be a cow instead of a wolf." I ignore her comment and swim to the other side of the pool where Georgy is talking to some of the warriors. Justin, who is a junior warrior, leans close to me. "Don't listen to her, Gemma. She is just jealous that your hotter than she is" he says. I smile and thank him.

"I bet it must suck to have a sister that looks like a model when your short and fat," Meredith says, moving closer to us. Elora growls and I remind her of the promise. Before I realize what's happening, Georgy is out of the pool and heading in Meredith's direction. I swim to the edge and scramble out of the pool. Before I can reach her, Georgy grabs Meredith by the hair and throws her into the pool.

"Talk about my sister again you b**ch, and I'll do more than throw you in the pool." I can't help but laugh as a sputtering Meredith surfaces. "I'm telling my daddy on you Georgy." "You think I'm scared of your daddy" Georgy says sarcastically. "Why don't you grow the hell up Meredith? You don't have to like me, but you don't have to be a b**ch to me either. I may not be model thin but at least I'm not rotten to the core."

As soon as the words leave my mouth, my sister laughs. "I'm rubbing off on you" she says. Justin rushes over and wraps his arm around my shoulder. "Good job, Gemma. Tell her off" he says as he pulls me close. "F**k you, Justin," Meredith screams. "No thanks, I prefer pretty girls like Gemma" he says. "What the hell is going on here and what are you wearing," says a deep masculine voice from behind us. I turn to see my father, mother, Emery, and Alfonso.

Alfonso is glaring at me. Is he talking to me? "I asked you a question" he says, staring right at me. Before I can say something, I regret I grab my cover-up and make my way inside. Shooting him a glare as I pass him. Who the hell does he think he is? Why does he care what I wear?

Oh, that's right. His beloved is model thin and tall. I'm sure he prefers everyone who isn't to cover up. Well f**k him. My sister's right. I'll wear what I want. I love my body even if other people don't. He must be the guest my father told us would be joining us for dinner. Well, I won't be eating with that a**hat and his beloved anytime soon. I'm about to disappoint my parents.

It doesn't take Georgy long to join me in our bedroom. "What the hell was that about" she asks. "I don't know and I don't care. I will wear whatever the hell I want and he is no one to comment on it. His f**king chosen beloved was standing next to him clinging to him like a leech. What the hell does he care what I'm wearing" I rant.

By the time I look back up at Georgy she is smiling. "He really got under your skin, didn't he?" "No he didn't, he is an a**hole and I have no reason to deal with him." "Well we both know that you won't get out of it. Dad wants us at dinner" she says. "I'm not going. I refuse to sit at the same table with that a**hat." Georgy bursts out laughing. "I love when you curse. It sound so wrong coming out of your mouth."

"Georgy be serious." "Fine, we will sneak out of the pack before dinner and head to one of the clubs that knows about wolves but if we get in trouble I'm throwing you under the bus" she says. "Fine, I don't care. I'll take the punishment over dealing with that d*ck."