Forced to Marry the Wicked Werewolf Prince
w, carrying a faint scent of jasmine tha
ak," my father begins, his trembling vo
Zander before he comments, "A weakling for a weakling. What
ta Collis has never been kind towards my
a's words. His shoulders are slumped and he looks older than
a sob as she clutches
rom the pack members beari
ister, Alina. It's unfortunate what happened to her. She was always healthy a
can't let Alina marry Prince Magnus anymore. King Eldric won't like it. We don't want to mock him more than the wo
ks around-likely searching for potential can
ting for a moment. "You'll marry Prince Magnus Blackwell in place of your st
lpha's power over me. I'm forced to oblige his command being a beta, even though
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attered as I am forced to step into the role of the substitute bride for my stepsis
plorations, and that's when my wolf, Lila, had sniffed him out. She called him 'our mate'. The air sparked with an electric connection and an unbreakable bond formed between us. His eyes are the mo
y father and stepmother an
and unyielding,
o fulfill her duty as the chosen bride. The responsibility,
nd loyalty of our pack. So, he demanded that I marry Magnus Blackwell, the infamous werewolf Prince of Caelondor. His reputation is tarnished by
est of my life with a disabled, wicked man-they pity me, giving me sympathetic glances. And the others offer me congratulations
epmother would love to use that as an excuse
e border, we can make a life together, away from the responsibilities of our pack.
inst the Alpha's choices. And it will be treaso
ll my life. And this is the only thing he has asked for in return. Cr
A tight slap across my cheek for denying to give up my love. My father scolded
p every night. Even now, the tears fall d
startles me. I get to my fe
ed down her back and she has a habit of running her fingers through it repeatedly. A maid is by h
voice, but my voice is composed
he holds my face in her hand, her fingernails digging in my cheeks. "Don'
aring the pain of her tortuous grip. She lets go
weak and deformed one? How unfortunate you are," sh
trails behind her but not before g
olf, Lila picks my mate's scent. She gets excited
familiar warmth of his body. I want to pull him into a mind numbing kiss so I can forget the truth for at least some time. I move closer to touch his face,
rest pack," he utters, his voice cutting through the silence. The words se
o be inseparable. The pain consumes me, wrapping its icy tendrils around my spirit. "Wh
ngly? That I don't wish to be with him? I know he can re
ing due to the pain of
watch him struggle to stand still. "Just accept the rejec
ars cascade down my cheeks until I'm
m hurting. "It's not possible. Please acce
Wildewood of Lunar Crest p
's my soul because once the words are out, I feel
ikely feeling the same. His eyes are lowered to the ground as he says in a