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Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

[Mature Content Warning] She wanted to just end her mission and go back to her political marriage, but he had already claimed her his possession. Selene Adawolfa, the Princess of the Adalopha kingdom. Promises her father to bring peace to the village in their kingdom, by ending the age-old war, without revealing her identity. On the first day of becoming part of the Winterwells pack in disguise, she gets herself into trouble. The unexpected turn of events brings her in contact with Fang Warchild, the alpha of the neighbouring village. The most handsome, yet the most vicious man in the entire kingdom who recognises her at the very first glance. And he was ready to ruin her mission just for the sake of owning her! (The story takes place in the 90s so you will find technology in it!) ——[snippet]—— He approached me as his footsteps resonated in the dead silence inside the tent, and I couldn't get myself to step back waiting stunned. Stepping closer he lifted my chin asking again, "do you still choose otherwise Princess?" I gulped, knowing Fang would understand very well what was on my mind, all my lies would be useless in front of how well he knew every nook and cranny of my brain. Mustering all the strength inside me I whispered, diverting my eyes, answering exactly what he didn't want to hear right now, "Yes!" A vicious smirk played on his face as he lifted me by my collar, while I tip-toed barely able to find the ground, trying to match his towering height. "I don't like it when someone touches what is mine," he leaned closer, his tall stature hovering over me just inches from my face and his infuriated breath crawling on my soft skin, "and you better know that your entirety belongs to only me!" ---- All credits of the cover to belong to its owner ---- Discord: https://discord.gg/ZhjZ9aHEZ6

Eaagles_wings · Fantasy
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338 Chs

Revolt

I saw Logan sitting at his usual desk and the stapler he was using slipped out of his hand. I sighed, looking at his clumsiness, and entered the Chief's cabin. "Hey, you cannot roam around like you own this place," Jack said as he followed me inside. 

He took his seat, which was made of fine quality leather and had a neck as well as a backrest on it. I narrowed my eyes at him before moving my gaze around the cabin. It was decorated with two huge plants at the entrance and two chairs in front of the wooden table that faced Jack right now. There was a cupboard with see-through glass at the right and it had numerous files in it. Behind him was a bookshelf that was in the dust, as if he had never used it. 

I pulled one of the two seats that faced Jack and sat down, "I needed some information on a person's case."