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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" Bring her out! She will be executed like a bitch in front of everyone!!"
My mind link was turned off as soon as a blade man appeared in front of the dungeon with his companions. They were here to take me out to kill according to Duncan's order.
The tall men and guards all came inside one by one. After one of them unlocked my chain, I pulled my last attempt to put some sense in their heads,
" You are making a mistake! Duncan was never your king! I am the true heir of this empire!"
The commander-in-chief stayed tongue-tied but my words evoked some complex emotions in his features. They dragged me outside silently without saying a word.
Outside, Duncan set up a stage in an open courtyard. His peasants were all surrounding the space. Some of them looked shocked when they saw my arrival. I faintly heard someone saying in a surprising voice,
" It's really...the Princess...She is... indeed..."