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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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619 Chs

Prince Caius

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Seriously? It seems really odd right now," I muttered as I looked around at the maids gathering around us while Dem fed me. 

They were really surprised that the king himself was feeding his wife. And that was also in front of them. 

Unlike at our palace, the maids were supposed to be with us all the time to serve us. Dem did not say no, since I was sick. And it was necessary for us not to say no as well to maintain our position. We needed to try to behave like other kings and queens in some cases. Or someone might take a bit more than necessary interest in us. 

"What? Isn't the food to your liking?" he asked. "Should I dump it on..."

"No, just don't!" I said quickly. "I am not complaining about the food. What I mean is this. What are you doing? And that's also in front of others?"

"You're sick. I told you not to do anything else. And it's necessary for you not to move. Just relax and have the food."