Secret Princess: The Beast's Captive Mate

Chapter 3

Word Count: 890 | Released on: 12/05/2026

He gave Pandora one last, agonizing look as she rocked the baby. He gr

clicked. He melted into the thick shadows of

abyrinth of the palace, slipping past two arched doorways heavily guarde

rom the Great Hall ahead. The deafening roar of drunke

cately carved stone pillar just outside the entran

with wine. He held a jeweled goblet in one hand, and with the other, he roug

bellowed. "Tonight, we secure the borders! I have finalized a

ng's words. His chest tightened. A dr

fered them a prize. My dear brother Alistair's six-year-old daughter, Princess Josefina. She

unced off the walls. Several nobles leaned in, making dis

udly it drowned out the thunder. Pure, unadulterated rage obliterate

lesh, drawing blood, but he didn't feel the pain. He forced himself to swallow the metallic taste of blood and humiliation in

He sprinted back toward the West Tower, his lun

d the door open. He slammed it shut behind hi

e blood dripping from his fingers. She saw

iolently. She pulled the baby tighter ag

d his hands in his hair. His voice was a broken, raspy whisper as he tol

gh, keening wail of pure agony. Her eyes rolled back f

nd's eye, she saw Josefina and this newborn baby locked

a breaking point. Somethi

replaced by a dead, chilling emptiness

mattress. Her movements were unnervin

d him more than her screams. He pushed himse

metal tray resting on a side table. She grabbed the heav

was going to end it all. He threw himself across the r

d back, her eyes blazing with the feral, murderous intensity

heir toys! Never!" she snarled, her tee

n scissors caught the candlelight

tched in fr

ht the scisso

ut off a soft, dark lock of hair fr

rned to her husband. Her voice left no ro

t a princess," Pandora declared.

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Secret Princess: The Beast's Captive Mate

Herculie Dipietro Werewolf

“In a world where the Wither virus turned surviving women into breeding livestock, Elinore was disguised as a boy at birth just to survive. For twenty-one years, she lived a suffocating lie as the ruthless Prince of Navia, binding her chest and hiding her true gender. But her fragile reality shattered when her uncle, the tyrant King Orestus, casually gambled away her older sister Josefina in a card game. Elinore kicked down the doors and violently rescued her sister, holding a short sword to the sweaty minister's throat. "She is my legal property now! The King bet her and lost!" the minister screamed, waving the royal wax seal. Elinore forced him to flee, but the aftermath was devastating. Their parents had been murdered by the King a decade ago, leaving them as captive pawns. Josefina, completely broken and terrified, wept in Elinore's arms. She actually begged to be sold off to a distant, savage kingdom just to escape the daily, inescapable hell of their uncle's court. Stripping off her heavy military uniform in the dead of night, Elinore stared at her bruised, female body in the mirror. She was drowning in a suffocating sense of injustice. Why did women have to live as prey? But an even deeper, more terrifying mystery was waking up inside her. A strange, feverish heat began pulsing deep in her abdomen-an alien biological demand she couldn't control. That very night, she dreamed of a monstrous, seven-foot-tall Urekai beast pinning her to the freezing mud, its glowing yellow eyes claiming her as its mate. Her disguise was failing, and her own body was betraying her. To save her sister and uncover the truth behind her awakening, the fake Prince decided it was time to burn this tyrannical kingdom to the ground.”