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Loving The Cursed Werewolf King

Can she melt the ice in Northendell... and his heart? Arielle is the forgotten princess of the Nieverdell, a country blessed with the warm sun all year round. She was sacrificed by her family to become the prisoner of the Northendell Kingdom because of the sins of her brother, the crown prince. In the kingdom covered by eternal ice, Arielle met King Ronan D. Blackthorn, a man full of mystery. King Ronan was cursed. On a full moon, he would lose his human side and turn into a werewolf. Weirdly enough, ever since Arielle stepped into his life, he could slowly control his animal instincts. But great power came with its own consequences. Arielle and Ronan were faced with a difficult choice: Lift his curse or lose Arielle forever.

Gigi_Saga · Fantaisie
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Searching for Little Clues

"But... I want to help..."

Ronan shook his head and pushed Arielle's shoulder gently so that the girl could lie down comfortably.

"I know, but I will be more helpful if you rest well because later tonight, you will definitely lack sleep," Ronan replied with a wink, making Arielle blush.

Arielle was speechless and just followed Ronan's orders to rest. She looked at the man who was holding a piece of paper in his hand. The bandage on his hand looked new because there was no trace of blood on it. Arielle was glad Ronan had changed it without her having to ask first. 

Then, Ronan's other hand lifted his wife's skirt and gently massaged her lower legs. He helped Arielle take off her shoes and went back to massaging the girl. 

Ronan's massage really felt comfortable, making Arielle sleepy again. Weird. She didn't feel sleepy at all before. She just woke up at two in the afternoon, but she already felt this sleepy? That was definitely weird.

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