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The Werewolf King's Bride

Warning: Mature Content Trigger Warning: Abuse, Trauma, Psychological *It's full of red flags. Don't tell me I didn't warn you all. Blue Learley, a seventeen-year-old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and two brothers. Everything was going as usual until that fateful night when her life changed forever. Demetrius Easton, the merciless werewolf king, got his eyes on her and wanted her as his bride. When her own parents sold her to him, she had no way of escaping him and no one to turn to for help. *** “I don’t want to stay away for too long. Sometimes I fear the bird might fly away.” “The bird doesn’t have a home. The outside world is dangerous for it. And besides, the bird has already found its freedom inside,” I said. “The bird won’t fly away.” ‘So you don’t have to cut its wings since it did not grow them in the first place. It’s okay. The bird likes the cage anyway.’ *** Support my other works: *Silence*- It is a crime-filled thriller novel with a blooming romance between two teenagers. It is about love, friendship and betrayal. Trust me, the twists will keep you on edge. The Mask Of The Monster where you can read the love blooming between a human girl and a terrifying-looking monster The cover is not mine. Source: Devianart

Proteety_Promi · Fantasy
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591 Chs

Aren't You Brave?

(From Evan's Perspective)

"No matter how much you care for your kingdom, you cannot fight in this state," I said as we ran through the corridor with Perita leading us. 

"I am not going to fight like this anyway. I need to go somewhere… Damn it, take me to the underground servants' quarters. Perita, are you listening?"

"Yes, Your Highness. Just follow me," Perita said. 

"Hold on for as long as you can. Tell the mages to hold onto the barrier. Increase mages from all sides. They might start killing general people, so give a command to the knights across the capital," Blue commanded one of the knights we found. "Go! We must win!"

"Yes, Your Highness," the knight bowed and ran quickly to the other knights, commanding loudly. I could see the way his chest puffed up with pride. He was determined to win, now that the Queen had commanded him directly.