J.D.Tibbetts

“I first met Gravestone when he saved my father from drowning. And that is when the troubles began.”
Belasarius, the princess of the kingdom of Wat, learns one night that her father nearly drowned in the river. His savior, a mysterious mercenary named Gravestone, asks only for work as payment. To Belasarius’ annoyance, the gruff, ill-mannered merc is hired as her personal bodyguard. For all their headbutting, though, the two will come to rely upon each other when Belasarius becomes the target of a violent cult that seeks her blood. 
Fortunately, the lazy and neurotic princess is equipped with a genius mind, and her gruff but lovable bodyguard is equipped with the power to shift into an eight-foot tall furry killing machine. Political intrigue, budding romance, and a metric a*s ton of swearing await. Come meet the Princess and her Alpha, Gravestone. You just might be glad you did.
The Princess’ Alpha, Gravestone is created by J. D. Tibbetts, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

The Princess’ Alpha, Gravestone

I watched her go back to Melchior’s hut. This time, however, I shifted and kept my ears close to the door to make sure I caught every word. It was mostly a lot of etiquette and custom, Melchior apparently on board enough with the plan to give Bel a leg up in the upcoming negotiations. Honestly, a part of me was jealous to not be in that room, learning along with Bel. After all, I knew somehow less about my own people than she did, especially now. This was, in all honesty, likely a subtle jab at me from Melchior, being the rival alpha and all. 


“Remember,” I heard Melchior tell Bel inside. “Alphas respect strength above all else, but we also love it when someone picks a fight with us, so if you want this to go smoothly, then none of that in your face sh*t you pulled with me during our meeting yesterday.”


I could practically hear Bel rolling her eyes. “What the f*ck are you doing?” asked Allesandra, approaching me from behind. 


Chapter 42: The Pack Meeting