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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

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(From Blue's Perspective)

"The kids have grown so much. It feels like yesterday when I saw Dion barely a second old," Evan said.

"I know, right? You blink and they are all grown-up," I chuckled. "How is the queen? And Benjamin?"

"They are fine," Evan said. "Benjamin wanted to come, but you mentioned Demian went with the master and the mistress of the magic tower, so Ben changed his mind."

"I did not agree to Demian going with Luc and Ruby. He was stubborn," I said.

"He has always been the stubborn one, hasn't he? Now, Blue, why don't you tell me about yourself? How have you been?"

Evan had grown old. He was in his fifties now. His golden hair was streaked with gray ones. His golden eyes were as vibrant as before. His physique was still strong.

"Same old," I said.