|| UNDER EDITING PROCESS || " You...you didn't mark me...how can you claim me like that...." Everrett stuttered, sweat forming on her forehead. " Tsk...My naive Mistress...I don't use my canines to mark someone... It's my eyes who set the claim.." Fredrick replied with a crooked smile, the scar on his face turning visible under the light of the chapel. ___________ Born as a princess, Everrett Quintrell had never received the status of a princess. Because of her controversial birth, she was always left behind by her five sisters, mistreated by all until she became the biggest pawn of her king father. The kingdom of her father had faced a great challenge when the last lycan heir, Fredrick Silvester, rumoured to be the dark prince came back for his throne. Ruthless, bloody and merciless, Fredrick had no intention except revenge for all the Lycans that lost their lives. Will their entangled fate let them love each other or destruction was evident?
Dorothy was always unbelievable with her words and actions. Her father spoiled her to the core that she was obsessed with everything that she wanted. Frederick knew her well. Thus he wasn't moved at all and was annoyed by her words.
Dorothy kept shading her tears with the hope that Fredrick would accept her as his mistress. However, Fredrick passed her a cold glare before turning around to face her,
" If you think that I am stupid enough to listen to you always just like your father, you are wrong, Dorothy. If you die, I won't be responsible for it. I also do what I wish."
Fredrick left with a dark face. Behind him, Dorothy collapsed into tears in anger. She couldn't accept the fact that she was no better than Fredrick. She swore in a choking voice, her eyes glaring back at Fredrick,
" One day..you will see.. Fredrick..I am the right one...for you... Only I.. can be...your woman.."
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" Where are they taking her?"