My Cruel Mate.

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ooking like Greek gods and exuding their aura is different. My wolf and I w

he internet, I recognized him as Jamal, the second brother and face of the company. H

like one, he had a friendly mask on but be

nd gently and guided me to a seat next to Alp

ns are good-looking too, with only small features that tell them apart, like their hair and eyes, while Marcus has di

rtly nod, their faces as se

do that honor?" Jamal asked the Alpha, who sighed in exas

ow is he able to be so polite? The Chasia bro

is the

and I nodded. My eyes rushed to Alpha, to see if he'd nod

ayed over ten Lycans. A chill went down my body and choked on my salad, making them go quiet and look at me.

olves and their masters' bodies

other guy al

k we should host games like t

stomach churn and I got up, ran to the nearest faucet, and threw up all my dinner... I heard th

towards the bed with a look of menace in his grey eyes. I held the mattress tighter. He put a knee on the bed and grabbed my chin so that I'm facing him.

he smirked. "I just came to tell you the rules," he said, retreating

oice. He stared at me, almost longingly, but

find you and kill not only you but your whole pack and, lastly, no one will know abou

the bond between us, that was fine. However, I couldn't help but worry.