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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It was my loyal maid, Rora who was sobbing. I tried to smile but the pain through my body held me down. Rora was more like my family. After my whole family died, she was the only one left. I spoke in a weak voice, curling up on the floor,
" I am fine, Rora! Don't.. don't cry...I really..."
Rora didn't believe my words. She shook her head repeatedly before saying,
" I told..you..You shouldn't chase this revenge..Look at you now... you were good here, Princess..How did this all happen?"
I gave her a weak smile, trying to pry open my eyes,
" It's my destiny... however I don't hate.. king Nicolas.. It's me who.. doesn't deserve his forgiveness..."
Rora sobbed harder on my words. Weeping my tears, she passed a little ointment through the small space and said worriedly,
" Here.. use this on your scars..I stole it from the medicine hall... please.."