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The Witch's Gaze

Dahlia gave up her life to prepare her brother for the Alpha king's succession but in return, he viewed her as a threat to his kingdom and sold her as a slave to the Zrika pack; The isolated kingdom known for their hatred toward the Kayer kingdom. Her life was in shambles as she was hated for where she came from, dubbed as a witch, and worked like a dog despite being of royal bloodline but everything did a complete turnaround when she found out her mate was none other than the ruthless Alpha king of the Zrika kingdom, King Azriel. Secrets and twists get unraveled as a toxin that was thought to be destroyed four decades ago resurfaces, taking the lives of countless wolves. A new villain is on the rise and he's out for revenge but none of them have a clue as to who this devil might be. ********* Excerpt------- >> "I'm still a slave here your Majesty, mate or not," Dahlia said as she tried calming the storm brewing within her heart. "It's the other way round," Azriel inched closer to her as he spoke, "I'm the slave here, a slave to you, Dahlia. My thoughts, dreams, and nightmares are all filled with your smile, voice, scent, and touch. Resisting you has become a burden to me and each second that passes without me claiming you, my mate, is unbearable."

Kieolar · Fantasy
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77 Chs

It's Inevitable

The long-awaited day had finally arrived. The atmosphere was tense as everyone paced back and forth, checking and rechecking their itinerary to ensure that every detail was in order. Zrika couldn't help but feel a surge of fear and excitement, reminiscent of the emotions experienced during the battle with the Kayer kingdom many years ago. Now, several years later, they found themselves once again preparing for a confrontation. It felt as though their fates were intertwined, destined to engage in perpetual conflict.

"We've come so far, I hope nothing goes wrong." Azriel was worried, he had been having a gnawing feeling that something wasn't right, but he just couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was. 

"I hope so too." Lyonne sighed, "Analice wanted to follow and stay where we would be setting up camp... she couldn't wait to see Dahlia."

"Dahlia wouldn't forgive us if we let her step foot near the battleground."