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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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Who Is Lloid?

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Well, yeah…," I muttered. "Thanks again. He was scary."

"I am disappointed," he said. "I never imagined for you to be this weak."

"Haven't you seen the bracelet on my wrist?" I asked, showing him the bracelet on my wrist that prevented me from using my power. 

"I know about that. What about your physical strength?"

"… I punched him…"

"… Annoying."

'Why is he insulting me all the time? Does he hate me that much?'

"I… I am a human and he is a werewolf. I am not that strong," I said. 

"I am a human too. But I bet I am not that weak," he said. 

"…"

"You are just hopeless, aren't you?"

"That person…"

"Don't you know him?" 

"No…"

He looked at me as if I was the dumbest person he had ever come across. "He was keeping an eye on you in the palace. You also met him in that festival."

"Wait, that… short man?"

"Bingo," he muttered tiredly.