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The Werewolf King's Bride

Warning: Mature Content Trigger Warning: Abuse, Trauma, Psychological *It's full of red flags. Don't tell me I didn't warn you all. Blue Learley, a seventeen-year-old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and two brothers. Everything was going as usual until that fateful night when her life changed forever. Demetrius Easton, the merciless werewolf king, got his eyes on her and wanted her as his bride. When her own parents sold her to him, she had no way of escaping him and no one to turn to for help. *** “I don’t want to stay away for too long. Sometimes I fear the bird might fly away.” “The bird doesn’t have a home. The outside world is dangerous for it. And besides, the bird has already found its freedom inside,” I said. “The bird won’t fly away.” ‘So you don’t have to cut its wings since it did not grow them in the first place. It’s okay. The bird likes the cage anyway.’ *** Support my other works: *Silence*- It is a crime-filled thriller novel with a blooming romance between two teenagers. It is about love, friendship and betrayal. Trust me, the twists will keep you on edge. The Mask Of The Monster where you can read the love blooming between a human girl and a terrifying-looking monster The cover is not mine. Source: Devianart

Proteety_Promi · Fantasy
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618 Chs

Confronting Mother

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"Sleep for a while," I said as I undressed her and placed her on the bed. I wrapped her in the blanket. 

"But..."

"But?"

"I have to go to have tea with Evelyn in the afternoon," she said. 

"Really? It's not an obligation, Blue! You don't have to force yourself to do it," I said. 

"But noble ladies do this. I mean, I heard it's disrespectful to reject certain people's invitations," she muttered. 

"I don't fucking care if it's disrespectful or not! Just do what you want to. You are the queen, after all. If you want me to, I will send a letter to Evelyn."

"Then can you tell her yourself? I mean, sending a letter is a bit... when she is right in the palace."

"... Alright," I sighed. "I will let her know myself. Then will you sleep now?"

"Hmm..."

"Not 'hmm'. Tell me clearly."

"I will..."