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Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

[Mature Content Warning] She wanted to just end her mission and go back to her political marriage, but he had already claimed her his possession. Selene Adawolfa, the Princess of the Adalopha kingdom. Promises her father to bring peace to the village in their kingdom, by ending the age-old war, without revealing her identity. On the first day of becoming part of the Winterwells pack in disguise, she gets herself into trouble. The unexpected turn of events brings her in contact with Fang Warchild, the alpha of the neighbouring village. The most handsome, yet the most vicious man in the entire kingdom who recognises her at the very first glance. And he was ready to ruin her mission just for the sake of owning her! (The story takes place in the 90s so you will find technology in it!) ——[snippet]—— He approached me as his footsteps resonated in the dead silence inside the tent, and I couldn't get myself to step back waiting stunned. Stepping closer he lifted my chin asking again, "do you still choose otherwise Princess?" I gulped, knowing Fang would understand very well what was on my mind, all my lies would be useless in front of how well he knew every nook and cranny of my brain. Mustering all the strength inside me I whispered, diverting my eyes, answering exactly what he didn't want to hear right now, "Yes!" A vicious smirk played on his face as he lifted me by my collar, while I tip-toed barely able to find the ground, trying to match his towering height. "I don't like it when someone touches what is mine," he leaned closer, his tall stature hovering over me just inches from my face and his infuriated breath crawling on my soft skin, "and you better know that your entirety belongs to only me!" ---- All credits of the cover to belong to its owner ---- Discord: https://discord.gg/ZhjZ9aHEZ6

Eaagles_wings · Fantasy
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Only Good Memories

[Music Recommendation: Serendipity by Smyang Piano]

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Another day passed by in the Enchanted Forest and Fang knew they were close enough. The sound of the forest was laced with the distant occasional sound of people. It was very occasional, but sure. Selene had missed it the three times Fang had heard it but he did not blame her. The sounds were more of a signal being passed around, which he only knew because he was a minister. At least they had reached the city of outcasts is what he assumed. 

The forest around Selene and Fang was alive with the soft rustle of leaves and the distant calls of nocturnal creatures. The air was cool and crisp, carrying the earthy scent of damp soil and pine. The sky was now turning darker from the previously painted hues of pink and orange, filtered the fading light into a soft, golden glow.