The Bride of the Cursed Rogue

en's

asn't true. However, I knew why such words scattered

at he wanted to give me a bride as a gift for guarding the bord

ever dare to

ings nothing but

hed, for they thought my c

ogue, doomed to wand

e left the Blood Rose pack long ago. But here I am, wanderi

an. Protect him and

words. They cling to me like a shro

self to cast aside any frivolous musings and concentr

be kept, vows must be fulfilled,' these words echoed in my mind like a powerfu

Blood Rose Pack, seated regally on the sofa. Our eyes lock

Rose," I said, dropping to one knee

such formalities," Zean replied, permitting m

ing aura and speaks with a soothing tone. He is the off

er. Three rogues attempted to enter the territory, but I handled

oom, broken only by Zean's foot

purpose, stopping di

," he remarked hushedly. "Yet the message remains clear

s he seem annoyed even though I gave him the good news? His eyes

's just becaus

ional, as always. The pack is indebt

your generosity in allowing a rogue like me to remain around

ill everyone near you, I might let you com

ing every ounce of my being as I reminisced about my friends who died due to my curse. Ye

k into his eyes again. "There's a

that

d my mate. I begged you to stop the search. I don

vented me from meeting my mate. "Well, well. What's to be done? I've

ger, and my hear

med, my voice lo

taken such a reckless action

t wolf's life is in dange

my curse, he had broug

blood boil. "All I care about is you, Steven. You've been

d and unclenched

tter? If this isn't Zean, I swear I'll un

your mate may feel scared if sh

an's reminder, as I

promptly returned to my cabin withou

e my mate and alleviate an

ough the dense forest and arr

oma of sweetness and pungency wafted into my nos

unmistakable fra

appointment, I walked inside. As I appro

ea

wly swung open, revealing a mysterious and shadow

ereal woman with long, flowing locks of silver hai

and her frail form seemed as though it co

ompletely silent, as if someone had

herworldly beauty, but

could see the marks of bru

k could have trea

ut I couldn't help but feel a twi

by her stunning beauty. But alas

sn't my

felt was fleeting, leavin

humor, I found myself standing before a stun

, but as she moved, my nerves were on edge. And when her

mm

she sat up, wi

om, trying to make sens

g herself in a defensive stance. Her emerald eyes wide

I?" she stammered, her fa

e room, I stepped forwar

to ease her anxiety. "And you're i

cognition, her face

d. "You mean... you