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Lycan and His Lover

“Reject me!” She begs. “Reject me now!” His eyes are on the pitiful girl who is on her knees, begging for rejection. Her desperate tone makes his heart ache. He will do anything for this woman. Kiss her, love her and kill anyone for her. But reject? “You are stuck with me, my dear,” his silky voice resonates in her ears. His handsome face leans close, his scarlet eyes locked into hers. “You are mine, Roseanne and I will burn down this world if you go away…” In the kingdom of Ezealyra where supernatural creatures rule over the humans, 18 year old Roseanne Vadimovna is a witch and a slave owned by the Lycan Royal Family. Ruled by the ruthless Lycans, Roseanne is forced to do their bidding until one day she was sold off to an auction for lecherous werewolves. And her world turns upside down when he comes to her life. Dmitri Daskov, the Lycan Duke of Sloria. Her master. Her mate. Elusive, sly and manipulative, Dmitri harbors a dangerous obsession for vengeance against his enemies. When his eyes set on Roseanne, he becomes her new master with a purpose in his mind. Scared by her new circumstances, Roseanne finds herself in a new land with no hope of the future. Yet, she finds herself drawn to the dangerous darkness lurking within Dmitri, a darkness which is about to plunge her into the depths of hell. What will happen when she finds out his true intentions? Can she redeem him? Or will she also drown in his darkness?

Tea_tae · Fantasy
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114 Chs

Dmitri's Strike (6)

Roseanne is shocked to see the despicable smile of Venus. The Empress is holding a knife made of pure mercury against Polina’s neck, pressing it hard. Polina tries to withstand the pain of the mercury which is burning through her skin. The Empress used a mercury substance which caused the explosion and the residue lingering in the air is only making Polina’s pain worse.

“What do you want?” Roseanne demands. “Let go of my soldier!”

“Then come with us, witch!” Venus snarls. Roseanne looks at her in surprise.

“How do you-”

Venus’ shrill laughter cuts through her words, making her spine chill.

“Of course I know it,” Venus claims. “I always knew you were a witch! I was looking to exploit your powers but my dumb son sold you off. Who would have thought that you will become the mate of the Slorian Duke? But that does not matter anymore! He will die and so will you!”

“What do you mean?” Roseanne asks. “Dmitri-”