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The Vampire Prince's Pretend Bride

“Our fangs are meant to bite against each other. Our love is a threat to start a war. We are ill-fitted but we are fate bonded.” *** Blair Whitfield’s life should have been easy if she had only done what had been expected of her. Do her responsibility as an Alpha's daughter. Marry a strong wolf arranged for her. That was what was planned for her since young. However, for the first time in her life, she went against her kind. She refused to be a pawn in their power struggle. Escaping the grasp of her family, Blair realized that while she didn’t feel an attraction to her betrothed, she could feel the spark with someone that was not one of her kind. Instead, it was with the Vampire prince, Lucien Bardot, the wild card of vampire royalty. To say it was bizarre would be an understatement. It was downright chaos. Would their love survive with all the odds they have to face? Would it be their strength or their weakness? *** "Please don't stop," she said in a shallow, begging voice. "I won't," Lucien replied with his half-closed eyes. She could feel that he, too, was feeling the same euphoria and desire she felt.

gnaipafe · Fantasy
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50 Chs

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Behind Blair's sleepy and blurry vision, she narrowed her eyes just to read what was written in the book. The book prints looked much smaller than they were a while ago, probably because she was already too sleepy to read.

However, not even somnolence could stop her from finding a way to help Lucien.

The book said that there were mainly four reasons why vampires were urged to bite and trigger their blood lust. The first was hunger. But Blair knew that it would be hard to make Lucien get hungry, he was used to eating human food, and he could live it.

The next one was to trigger his anger. Blair had seen that when his appearance changed while strangling Maev , but she doubted if she could trigger Lucien's anger, especially because she was already aware of Lucien's feelings for her.

Then the pain. Blair put her finger on her chin as she thought.

'It should be the pain. He was wounded, and that was what was supposed to trigger him. Like the last time.'