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Marrying a Werewolf to save her hybrid sister.

[Completed] "When it comes to love, you can't force your heart how or where to choose. My soul landed in the dark and my heartbeats paced for a cold demon." Synopsis: Luna accepts the Queen's invitation for the Mistress selection to become the prince's mistress. But she did it for one reason, to save her Hybrid sister. But she found the royal palace a hell, a true hell with a great secret. The prince is a human werewolf. A dangerous and real killing machine. But, he is devilishly...shabbily handsome and enticing that eyes travel after him, no wonder she can't ignore this cold but gorgeous devil. Can she save his heart and make him, her husband? Can she win the rest of the mistresses and become his wife? ______ what's in the story? "Let your heart light up your path but don't fight with your destiny, my dear Luna." Why would someone like her alert Luna? Why was she talking about an unpredictable future? "Why? Why are you telling me this?" The woman halted, her palms moved up, and grabbed either side of her face, gently. "Because if you don't tame his heart, someone else would take your place, and I am afraid that person isn't suitable for your position. Because many people will die if you refuse his heart." Her hands dropped, and Luna peered into those purple eyes. "Who are you?" .... *** Volume 1: Childhood Volume 2: Love and Rage (Matured content warning) **Notice: This is a classic fantasy Romance that contains, Love, mystery, power, lust, pain... all at once. Every location is based on an imaginary world.

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Chapter (291): Sargona (4) 

Capturing the man, Wilmore hit him by the knee and made him kneel. He was weak, benumbed for his deep wound that possibly Eliot caused.

"Get out!" Wilmore shout out at the nurses and the physician who were staying there, regardless of the alert.

The voice brought them back to sanity and they dashed out.

"Who are you?" The man lost too much blood and the men's appearances were hazy and shaky in front of his eyes.

"We must ask you the question. Who sent you here?"

Huxley searched the man and found a vial with full extract and when the prince nodded he tossed it to Tristan who was leaning on a wall. He snatched it quickly and sniffed it.

"You bastards, I'll kill you."

Wilmore took his dagger out and it sliced the air then the man screamed, grabbed his ear that no longer was there, blood painted his palm, and dropped down on the floor.

"What did you do?"