Forced to Marry the Wicked Werewolf Prince
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, and yes, even a hint of attraction to the man who just went through an incredible transformation. I can't he
ked. And h
e's laugh
nding her teeth. I see Alina say something to Celeste as she stomps her feet like a stubborn child. Although only for a moment
have to marry an ugly man. But Magnus is anything but ugly. At least
r besides him appear too
sps of disbelief, but the loudest sound in my ears is the pounding of my own hear
ck, releasing my hand. His smile is charming, and he seems to be enjoying the re
arm, but with the wedding ceremony in full swing, there's little he can do to change the course of even
I finally manage to as
l magic," he replies cryptically. "But let's not dwel
nishment clear in his wide-eyed stare. "That was quite a show, Prince. The King will
involuntarily take a step back in fear. "The King can kiss my ass," he retor
etched with alarm. However, he quickly recovers, offe
es purposefully toward us. His smile, though forced, does little to mask the visible signs of tension on his face.
like a dark cloud. I feel very, very sick as if the ground beneath my fee
resses him sternly, his voice lac
t hangs in the air like a charged current. "Alpha Zander," he ackn
gures in my life sends shivers down my s
in himself. "There is much to discuss," he states in
will talk, Alpha Zander, if I can find both the time and th
d I gasp in response. It's a boldness that surprises me, given the gravi
scream bloody murder, but there's nothing he can do. Magnus is a guest here in our territo
ss Selene, and Magnus leans in to kiss my lips gently. This time, there are no transformations or surpris
of relief and uncertainty. My life has taken an u
ge to face him. What magic had he used to conceal his appearance, and why had he chosen to reveal it now, on our wedding day? Why did he behave the way he did