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Loving The Cursed Werewolf King

Can she melt the ice in Northendell... and his heart? Arielle is the forgotten princess of the Nieverdell, a country blessed with the warm sun all year round. She was sacrificed by her family to become the prisoner of the Northendell Kingdom because of the sins of her brother, the crown prince. In the kingdom covered by eternal ice, Arielle met King Ronan D. Blackthorn, a man full of mystery. King Ronan was cursed. On a full moon, he would lose his human side and turn into a werewolf. Weirdly enough, ever since Arielle stepped into his life, he could slowly control his animal instincts. But great power came with its own consequences. Arielle and Ronan were faced with a difficult choice: Lift his curse or lose Arielle forever.

Gigi_Saga · Fantasía
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801 Chs

Office Time **

"Huh?" 

Arielle frowned in confusion. Why did Ronan suddenly want to see her satisfy herself? Didn't the man miss him? And… were they together now? Arielle was about to close her legs again, but Ronan held onto his wife's ankles to keep her from moving. Her position was perfect now, and Ronan didn't want to lose this beautiful sight.

"Why? Aren't we together now?" Arielle asked confusedly.

Ronan nodded his head. He turned to the side with a dejected face. Even both of his eyebrows dropped like a child who was being scolded not to do naughty things by his parents.

"I… was just wondering how you satisfied yourself when we parted back then," Ronan said in a weak voice.

Arielle suddenly felt guilty for almost refusing her husband's request. She glanced at the empty space behind Ronan's back. There was nothing but the grey skies of Northendell. The light from outside was still too bright for her. 

"Arielle… please…" Ronan asked.