The Hidden Princess

The rogue wizard

Chapter 3

Malachi’s pov

2 years ago

Once upon a time, I had a normal life in a coven with family and a friend. My parents were so far down the hierarchy that they had barely any magic between them, and me being their only child also had very little magic in me.

No matter the world or which supernatural species you are, it seems like nothing changes in discrimination. As they say, kids are cruel, and that was true for me as well. No one wanted to be associated with me as I was too weak to be worthwhile.

I was both verbally and physically abused by my peers, that was until my angel stepped in. The princess Morgana was always a beautiful woman right from her teenage years, and she didn’t care how much power I possessed. She didn’t like people to judge others based on that.

When she stood up for me and became my friend, all the other kids were too worried to do anything, in case they upset the powerful future Queen. Morgana was happy to let me follow her around everywhere she went, I didn’t need anyone else when I had her. She was all I would ever need.

I know many people found it strange that the most powerful person of our generation was friends with the least powerful and the fact that I was younger than her just confused them all the more, but I never cared what they thought and neither did Morgana. It is no surprise that I feel in love with the beautiful and kind girl.

I had always hoped she would see me in the same way and that I would be blessed with her being my beloved, or that I could make her fall in love with me and we would reject our beloveds and be together no matter the odds. I didn’t care about power, at least not then. All I cared about was her.

Stupid Hecate and Selene just had to go and give her to someone else. I shouldn’t have been surprised that she only saw me as a little brother, or that she was mated to the best looking, and strongest male in our kingdom, but I couldn’t help but be bitter and angry at the world.

I couldn’t stay around there any longer and watch the woman I loved be with another man. Using my relationship with her, I was able to access the royal library and find any information I needed to become better and stronger. I knew that she would have a daughter one day, and she would be just as beautiful, strong, and kind as my Morgana, so I needed to prepare myself to have her. If I can not have Morgana, then I would have the next best thing of her daughter as soon as she is grown.

I practised and practised what was in the books, but no matter what I did, I could never get stronger until I discovered some information in between the pages. The other gods have let me down, but she would not forsake me. Not the dark goddess of magic Arai, the goddess of curses. It took many, many days of devotion to her before she finally answered me and gave me exactly what I wanted.

I had a small band of rogues from various species, they were more than happy to become her followers and spread the word around to the other rogues that the other gods may have deserted us but Arai will not. She needed more followers to fully become powerful again and restore the good/evil ballance in the world.

As she got stronger, she kept her word and gave me more and more power until I could rival the Kings powers. The one who took the woman I loved, so it is only fair he gives me something back.

She has also hidden me from that damn Elder, Morgana’s mother, Calista, the famous seer. With Arai’s help, Calista has not been able to see any of my schemes. Being on the run and having men to look after takes money so when those greedy alpha’s asked for our help to capture and take she wolves to sell on to other powerful men, I readily agreed.

The money was far too good to pass on, and I am sure that we got away with it for so long because Calista could not see enough of what was happening to change anything. Those stupid alpha’s were eventually caught along with most of my rogue wolves, and they were all killed for their part in it, but I remained safe as they could not give my information to anyone. A little fail safe in their brains was enough to stop them. The most they got out was my name, if anything at all.

I was thankful to Arai for her protection, especially when one of the women who was taken has ended up as the bloody dragon Queen and has developed her own dragon since mating him. A special ice dragon at that, which neither Arai nor I saw coming, and none of us are sure what she can do to me if she discovered me.

I am really hard to kill since I became this powerful, but a creature as unusual as Sienna may be able to stop me. I certainly don’t want to find out if she can, and I am sure she would want nothing more than to end my life for my part in her pain.

I have spent my whole life all 34 years without a beloved, and I am sure that is just another fu.ck you from these so-called good gods making me live a lonely existence. Not that I care. All I want is Morgana’s daughter.

They think they were clever, and no one would find out that she had a secret daughter. They had managed to fool the entire world into thinking that she gave birth to just a boy, but I know, Arai told me about her. If only she knew where they had hidden her, I could go and get her where they had left her unprotected.

So I keep looking, and moving all over Elysium in search of the hidden princess, skirting all the territories for any information I can. It was on one of these searched that I actually found my beloved. A she wolf of all things from a purist pack who didn’t believe in mixing the species even if their Queen was a hybrid. A small pack that goes largely unnoticed so can get away with their backward views.

Stella was beautiful, but she wasn’t who I wanted to end up with, I still fu.cked her, people are so right there is nothing like fu.cking your beloved, it is the best s*x that you will have in your life. Unfortunately for poor Stella it was on one of our secret meeting when we had just finished having s*x that we we’re discovered by one of the warriors who had a thing for my beloved, as I said she really was a beautiful woman.

Stella was already upset enough that she had told me she was carrying my child, and I had told her we could not be together as my heart was taken for another. She would have left everything for me, and now she would be lucky if she still had her life.

I may not want her, but my rejection to her was already hard enough on her and she was carrying my blood so I would make sure that she could give birth to my child and I may come back and take her under my wing when she is older and able to care for herself.

Her ignorant Alpha made her accept my rejection and was going to force an abortion on her. So, like any good father would do using Arai and the powers she blessed me with, I cursed that fu.cking pack. They could never reject my child, or they would experience untold pain and destruction.

The alpha, in fear of what would happen to them, ordered no one to lay a hand on Stella and that she would be welcome in the pack still, and so would her child. For an extra kicker, he gave that warrior permission to be her chosen mate and father to my child. Stella had no hope and was filled with fear over her, and our child, accepted as she knew he would be able to protect her.

That was fine with me. Our bond was gone, and I had absolutely no feelings for the she wolf anyway. So happy that was another problem dealt with. I went on my way to continue to look for the little princess who would be a beautiful 15, almost 16 years old. I am sure if I laid eyes on her, I would know her straight away, as I am sure she looks just like my beautiful Morgana at that age.