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Fangless: The Alpha's Vampire Mate

“I'm on the hunt for someone special, someone who would howl at the full moon with me. And you, my dear, seem to check all the right boxes,” Thorin tried to seduce Riona with his mesmerizing gaze. “Not in this lifetime, not in any lifetime.” But Riona couldn’t stand the sight of that smug face. What did Thorin hope to gain from a fangless vampire who couldn’t even turn into a bat, anyway? There must be something seriously wrong with the brain of that infuriating Alpha werewolf. *** Since their parents died, Riona Kahler and her brother have been adopted by the King of Eira, who treats them more like overworked houseplants than a cherished family. As the only vampires in Eira without fangs, they're outcasts among their own kind, toothless and ridiculed. Riona's spirit remains unbroken until her brother falls ill due to the palace's cruelty. Determined to protect him, Riona vows to escape, but there's only one way to do that. Thorin Klein is one of the most famous Alpha werewolves, renowned not only for his charming looks but also for claiming the Alpha title at the tender age of thirteen. Despite his howling success, his mother’s powerful werewolf clan, the Klein, never acknowledged him because his father went rogue. Determined to prove his worth to the Klein clan, Thorin believes he has finally found a potential solution. Though Riona couldn’t stand being around Thorin for more than one second, Riona realizes that marriage is their only path to achieving their goals. It's a love story that bites and barks in all the right places. #werewolf #Alpha #vampire #fromslavetoqueen #enemiestolovers #strongFL #contractmarriage

merakifiction · Fantasy
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367 Chs
#MAGIC
#COMEDY
#REVENGE
#BEAUTY
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#FACESLAPPING
#ALPHA

A Forbidden Path

The only way a woman could lose her life because of a child was through childbirth—a risk every mother understood. But it was cruel and unjust to blame the child for it, let alone call him a demon.

Lady Maris steadied herself and stood up, smoothing her skirt and clearing her throat. "Does the child belong to Her Majesty, the Queen?" she asked.

Emmanuelle hesitated but finally nodded. "Yes, My Lady."

A wave of disbelief washed over Lady Maris. The Queen had conceived a child? It made no sense—there had been no public announcement of consummation between the King and Queen, no ceremony to mark such a significant event, as was tradition.

King Valentin had made a solemn vow to Lady Maris: he would never touch his wife. His heart had never belonged to her, and his loyalty would remain with the one he truly loved.