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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

I Will Stay With You Forever

(From Blue's Perspective)

"I'm sorry."

I heard a voice apologizing to me. But why? I could not understand at all. It must be my dream. But why would someone apologize to me in my dream?

"Perhaps I should call a doctor."

"What? What doctor? No, don't call a doctor. I'm fine," I yelled. "... Oh, you're up."

What kind of situation was that? Both of us were under the blanket. He surely covered me up when he woke up. But now I did not know what to say. 

I just wanted to hide somewhere so I would not have to face him. At least for a while, I wanted to be alone.

"I'm sorry," he muttered.

'So it was you who was apologizing...'

"... Nothing bad happened, so... you don't need to apologize," I mumbled, being cautious so I would not meet his eyes.