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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

Does It Feel Good

(From Blue's Perspective)

I had no idea what he was planning on doing. Though I had thought about some weird stuff when he told me to kneel, I was still not sure if he meant it. But then again as it was him, he perhaps meant it. 

I kneeled in front of him. It was so embarrassing that I wanted to hide my face somewhere. "Now what?" I asked shyly. 

"You look so red, my wife," he said mockingly. I gave him an angry glare. "Alright, alright- I won't tease my wife anymore. Now can you see how excited I am for you?"

I looked at it timidly. It surely looked big. It was the problem with him- he got excited pretty quickly. And I had to face the consequences. Not that I hated it... 

"Take it out, my wife," he said. 

"Eh?"

"You heard me."

I touched it over his pants. It was hot even from over the fabric. I had touched it once before only. It was the night when we cleared up the misunderstandings.