Contract Marraige with the cursed Alpha

I ran as if my life depended on it, because my life did depend on it. I wasn’t a sports person; I didn’t engage in

uths of the inhabitants of this world, a world I barely knew nothing of, a world I’ve been shielded from all my life—and though it was quite challenging for me, I knew it was for my own safety. But what good was my safety with Mama Lia gone? My vision became

hoking on them, I coughed and hit my chest hard

tears clouded my vision, causing me not to notice the small boulder on the path. I grunted as I felt a sharp pain on my big toe. Stupid me, I let my emotions get the best o

the blood, then using my good foot, I quickly cleared traces of blood that had spilled on the ground. Mama Lia had once told me that werewolves had a heightened sense of smell; they

as fast as before because of my injured

see more blood running out. Turning, I saw that I’d left a small trail behind. Fear settled heavily in my stomach, and in conjunction with the in

n I heard another low, blood-chilling growl. If my hairs

its way to my face. I sprinted, forgetting to favor my bleeding big toe; the agony was buried beneath layers of other intense feelings t

before they ruthlessly devoured me. My gown got hooked to a needle-like plant, b

rous running activity, but I paid them no mind; they needed to carry me far away. I won’t stop until I am far from those monsters. I couldn’t h

ther growl. I whipped my head around. I didn’t see anything or anyone, but my instincts told me they were close. Maybe they’d been following me all this while, taunt

spikes that were in the way. I closed my mouth to prevent myself from screaming, and pain blinded me for a second. Blo

wled, baring its pointed, sharp canines. I quickly picked up the spiky stick as it wasn’t far from me, holding it like b

ma Lia's words rang in my ears; they sounded so real that I was tempted to g

another piece of Mama Lia’s advice. "Never turn away from a wolf

s mocking me; it was already sur

or female wolf?"

ls. I couldn’t control the fear anymore; I couldn’

o be ripped to pieces, not the way I’d envisioned my d