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Alpha's replacement bride is destined mate

Emily is considered a curse by her father, who abandoned her to live alone in the countryside the day she was born. However, when Emily comes of age, her father asks her to marry another man in place of her sister. She fights back but is poisoned by her father and stepmother, leaving her mute and without her wolf. Her fiancé, Alpha Klaus, is said to be nothing more than a head wolf with an empty title, and he's short-tempered and cruel, but is that really the case? "Tell me, why did you run away from your marriage?" Alpha Klaus puffed on his cigarette, sunglasses hiding his face, "Did you not want to marry me because you were afraid of me?" She fled, he chased. Wherever she was, he found her. She was treated like grass by her family, he treated her like a treasure. He sheltered her from the wind and rain and healed her from all her wounds. He took her in his arms, a warm snort in her face, and he whispered in her ear, "Emily, I ask you to think of me every day, just as I miss you." I want the rest of your memories to be with me. " Note: This book deals with adult content, violence and dark magic.

Bibo_Lili · Fantaisie
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217 Chs

Chapter 77 Will You Help Her?

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 Late in the evening, after glancing at Emily, who was sleeping soundly, Klaus got up quietly and left the bedroom swiftly.

 

 A floor below, Klaus walked up to Marx's room and rang the bell, which echoed loudly in the silence of the night.

 

 Presently, Marx appeared behind the door in a white T-shirt, his eyes bright and alert, with a clarity that was distinct from sleepiness.

 

 "You haven't slept yet?" There was a hint of surprise in Klaus's voice.

 

 "Aren't you?" Marx glanced at the bottle in Klaus's hand and didn't seem surprised by the late-night visit. "You want me to drink with you?"

 

 "Let's go inside."

 

 Klaus opened the whiskey in his hand, poured the amber liquid into two crystal-clear glasses, and handed one to Marx. The two men sat on the terrace, and the moonlight bathing them lent a serene ambiance to their conversation.