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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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Suffocating Feeling

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

I woke in the middle of the night, covered in sweat. I struggled, thrashing my arms, my hands around my throat as I felt like I was being suffocated. 

I looked around like crazy. The window was closed. Who closed it? 

I almost ran to open it. And only when the cold wind entered the room, I could breathe again. 

I panted, holding the window frame. It was that feeling; the feeling of being trapped in your own body. It did not happen all the time. But sometimes, when I fell asleep, I would feel like I could not move, I could feel but I could not get up, I could not open my eye. 

"You okay?" a soft voice asked. 

I glanced towards the balcony where the voice came from. The door was ajar and from the gap, my wife was looking at me while feeding our son, sitting in a chair. 

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