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Loving The Cursed Werewolf King

Can she melt the ice in Northendell... and his heart? Arielle is the forgotten princess of the Nieverdell, a country blessed with the warm sun all year round. She was sacrificed by her family to become the prisoner of the Northendell Kingdom because of the sins of her brother, the crown prince. In the kingdom covered by eternal ice, Arielle met King Ronan D. Blackthorn, a man full of mystery. King Ronan was cursed. On a full moon, he would lose his human side and turn into a werewolf. Weirdly enough, ever since Arielle stepped into his life, he could slowly control his animal instincts. But great power came with its own consequences. Arielle and Ronan were faced with a difficult choice: Lift his curse or lose Arielle forever.

Gigi_Saga · Fantasy
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801 Chs

I'll Be Your Support

Ronan touched the girl's cheek with his index finger.

"You are very beautiful. I think I fell in love with you again," Ronan said, making Arielle smile.

The girl lifted her body slightly. Her face was flushed because of Ronan's praise just now. 

"Ronan, isn't now the time to have a celebration?" Arielle asked, making the man frown again.

Arielle touched the wound on Ronan's face that wasn't healed even by the elixir from the unicorn clan. She kissed him briefly and caressed her husband's face again. 

"You are not bound by Amadea's curse anymore. Don't you want to take off your mask?"

Ronan didn't use his mask because Arielle pulled him hurriedly. The rule not to look at the king's face still applied except for those closest to him. Besides, the palace guards, as well as the maids and servants all always looked down when they found the king leaving his room without wearing a mask.

"I'm… not sure," Ronan replied in a whisper.