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The Dark Prince and The Runaway Heiress

What bride would want to marry a prince who would put a crown made of thorn on her head? What kind of groom would vow to protect his bride, knowing his task was to kill her in the end? A descendant of a once-powerful and proud Alpha King, Avana pledged to become the next Alpha and swore never to submit to their enemies. But could she run away from her destiny? A son of a Tyrant King, Adam desired revenge against those who killed his mother and condemned him to live as a monster for eternity. But would finding his bride give him what he had sought for centuries? Will Avana and Adam finally succumb to this impending union? Will destiny destroy them or be their salvation? *** "I have searched for you for centuries." Adam grabbed her by the arm, pulling her closer until their faces were inches away. Eyes locked in a battle of will. "Why?" Avana reacted, suddenly drowning in the intensity of his stare. "So, you can hurt me." Saying barely in a whisper. "Kill me?" "No." He responded as his lips grazed through her temple, leaning even closer. "Then, why?" She closed her eyes as electricity coursed through her body with that slight contact of his lips on her skin. "So, I can claim you as mine." [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Commissioned by Vatarison Instagram: bishop_1275

bishop1275 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
187 Chs

LXXI

Breakfast finished quickly, thankfully, because the boy had many more questions that they had no answers to, not yet anyway. But Adam could tell that a bigger mystery was still lurking around the boy.

They all decided to let the boy return to his routine, not allowing the event of last night to disrupt his life. So, Kiev returned with Cathy to prepare for school while Avana helped Adam clean up the kitchen. Jace was still out, performing his obligation to the community.

"Do you have plans today?" Adam abruptly asked, hoping he could discuss their situation while they were alone.

He had no plan to prolong disclosing the truth with her and about his plans. Honestly, they were running out of time. His father only gave him a month, and he already consumed almost half of it.

Besides, he did not want to keep lying to her. It did not sound fair that he knew most of what he needed to know about her while she barely knew anything about him.