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The Villain Alpha's Cursed Mate

She is the daughter of an Alpha whose family had conquered the last demon wolf in Illyria. Esmeray is born into the prestigious Alpha family, known as the Montague. But after her father's untimely death, her life becomes a nightmare of abuse at the hands of her cruel stepmother and stepbrother, who torment her for lacking a wolf. Desperate for salvation, she dreams of a mate who would come and rescue her from the cruelty of her pack. When he finally arrived, her hopes were shattered, for he had only come to reject her. Her only connection to her family's proud heritage is her striking blue hair, a sacred legacy from her ancestors. But in a desperate bid for freedom, Esmeray cuts her hair to escape being sold to a rogue. Her daring action pushes her to the precipice of death, unwittingly awakening a powerful demon wolf, imprisoned for 15 long years. This Alpha demon, who has yearned revenge and bloodthirst, is instantly drawn to Esmeray the moment he senses her, and he is determined to keep her at his side at all cost. In the world of wolves, the hunt is everything — and he has found a prey worth chasing.

Sky_Li_7376 · Fantasy
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177 Chs

Mr Irwin's Deteriorating Condition

For the love of all things caffeinated and drenched in chocolate, how is it possible that there are more than a hundred ways to greet people from every corner of the realm, and she's expected to master them all?

Is she a magician?

"This shouldn't be too difficult for you, considering your noble upbringing." Said her instructor, who appeared to be a woman in her fifties, with her light brown hair neatly tied in a bun, but from the way she carried herself and graceful manner of speaking, it was hard to tell. "Surely, you're already familiar with some of these, having likely encountered other royals from different realms."

Her instructor remarked with a firm yet calm tone. "Interacting with supernatural beings can indeed be quite challenging, but if there's one thing they cherish, it's being greeted in a manner that is customary to them." She explained, and Esme suppressed a wide smile as she nodded, lest her innocent cheeks betray her amusement.