The Bride of the Cursed Rogue
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her than Lois, the Alpha of our Pack. I was ecstatic to share the ne
' mate, right?" I asked myself as
my stepsister kneeling befor
I'll die if I marry that r
gant, and confident. So, I was shocked to s
marry him
ntha was in a mess. It hasn't been a long time since a rumor sprea
ng like this, does it mean she's
trap. That's when Samantha locked eyes with me. I was like a d
outed before runni
s were
as to wed and flee thi
smile was askew, hinting at a mischievo
stead! Marry that curs
s to escape the clutches of my wretched stepmother and stepsister. So why on
ed. "Save your precious sister, Giselle! Sacrific
me, but to willingly send me to my death? I never real
usual. "I cannot marry him, Samantha. My mate isn't S
pupils widened with lunacy. Without warning, she shoved
d, clutching my
ourself in the mirror, honey. You're a sorry excuse for a woman - ugly, skinny, and completely worthless.
of my reflection in the shiny s
lly thin, my skin
od, even though I was responsible for cook
marry you, Giselle!" Samantha adde
led ba
we were young? I am prettier and sexier than a piece
en if he likes you, he cannot escape the bond the Goddess of Moon bestowed betwe
ut
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ous slap that left my che
xcuse for a wolf! You belong to the cursed
it up with a brutal kick to my gut, sending
gh
stomach twisted into knots as I spewed blood, each he
asped, barely audible. "Please, I beg of you. Just leave me, a
eading across her face. She planted her foot on my
hh
"I could not accept that I was destined to marry a cursed bastard w
, but Miren intervened, preventing her
e catches you laying a hand on Giselle, he'll flip his sh*t!" Miren spat. It w
lared down at me like I was
growled. "Lois is mine, and I'll stop
she left
k's infirmary, a place I had grown all too familiar with after countl
ve many wounds and bruises toni
head and pu
e clumsy. Please, Giselle. Be kind to yourself. Tell me wh
power, I could never bring myself to confide in him about the horrors I endured at the
much!' even my wolf, Fatima, whom I only met after
crets weighing heavily on my mind that I
phone began to vibrate in my pocket
acting me at such
phone, my eyes scanning the screen for any i
s from an unk
essage, my eyes widening in shock
Lois. There's something I
y mate, and the message w
and my head raced with qu
ll me? And why did he choose to
ipation! And without a second thought, I leaped out of my hospital bed