Chapter 15

Max was staring again, he kept looking at me as though I was going to disappear, I kept looking his way and everytime he was staring at me.

"Max, for fucks sake stop staring." I shouted at him, I mean theres looking at your mate and then there is full on staring.
"Sorry babe, I just don't want this to be a dream." I rolled my eyes.
"How many times, you are not bloody dreaming!" I sighed and laid back down, I was waiting for the discharge papers, and noone would let me get up without the doctors say so. Mum was around packing my things, she went out to the toilet to grab my wash things and you could see my dad was pacing, it was like they didn't believe me when I said I don't know what happened in my dream and why my wolf returned, but damn am I happy about it.

I heard footsteps come down the corridoor, and I was ready for the doctor to come and tell me that I can go home. As they got closer, I realised that I didn't recongise the footprints, and I could hear cameras snapping at the front of the hospital.

"Max, someone's coming." I whispered to him, but he already knew he was on guard. Max walked towards the door and sood there, he poked his head round the door and then looked at me.
"Its the Prince!" He said, very shocked. My mind went back to the Queen, the one thing about the dream I remember which is not to be scared. This must be what she meant.

My dad was the first to stop and stare at him, he's someone who is always on the TV and I don't understand why he is here. The Prince came into the room and stood.

"Hello everyone." He said, his voice was so much better then it was on the television. We were silent with amazement.
"There is something you don't know about your family, and something I need to tell you." He said. Then my mum walked in, he stared at her as if he knew her. She looked at him.

"Do I know you?" She asked, he was dumbstruck. What was happening?

"Mum, he is the Prince, the one that is on the television all the time." I said, she nodded but she didn't care. Mum wasn't one in favour of the royal family, she wasn't bothered about them, I don't even know if she knows what the Queen looks like.

The Prince, looked around and saw me and looked even more dumbstruck.
"Are you okay?" I asked, he nodded.

He turned and closed the door.
"Please, have a seat he said to everyone in the room, they looked very confused but sat anyway.

The Prince took a deep breath.

"Right, so I'm Nathaniel otherwise known as His Royal Highness the Prince of England. When I was 7 my younger sister was taken from my mother's palace and stolen from us. We never knew where she ended up, and have been looking for her for years. We heard that a Gold wolf had been hurt during a fight that was brought to our attention due to the fact that witchcraft was involved which is against the law. The problem with that was, my mother is the last of the Gold wolves which means this person must be related to us. "

The room was silent, my mouth was hanging open and my mum had tears in her eyes, we both knew where this was leading.

"We know now, after a quick DNA result that you," he pointed at me "Are the Queen's Granddaughter. Which makes you," He looked at my mother, "my sister."

My mum was shocked, she was in complete shock.

"What is my real name?" Mum asked.
"Elizabeth." Nathaniel answered. She burst out crying, dad ran to her side.

"I always knew my parents were keeping something from me, but not that I was the Queen's missing daughter." She cried.

Nathaniel stepped towards her.

"We don't think your parents knew, we believe that you were placed in an orphanage and you were adopted. You were more then likely just left there, and there was no system. I assume they had changed your hair and things, being 5 at the time it would've been easy."

"Oh God." She sobbed into dad's arms.

Its astounding, how can you be the missing Princess of England and not realise for 35 years how does this happen?

"She wants to meet you." Mum looked up at Nathaniel.

"It's time to come home Elizabeth."