The Alpha's Mistress.
|| 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?
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My body was instantly heated up by his words. It was surreal how fast my body reacted against the proposal. He looked broken from his heart. I wanted to say ' No ' but the sinful desire of tasting him stopped my mind from responding. I wanted to shout at my morality but the forbidden thing was always more beautiful.
It was also true that I didn't want him to suffer for me. He was burning and his poor eyes were making it worse. After a moment of hesitation, I opened my mouth, finally replying,
" ..I..I...agree.. but you must drink the medicine.."
Nicolas's eyes lit up instantly, deep lust glazing from those eyes. He drank up the medicine patiently and waited for me to take the initiative. Swallowing hard, I crawled onto the bed, stripping my clothes off one after another.