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The Witch's Gaze

Dahlia gave up her life to prepare her brother for the Alpha king's succession but in return, he viewed her as a threat to his kingdom and sold her as a slave to the Zrika pack; The isolated kingdom known for their hatred toward the Kayer kingdom. Her life was in shambles as she was hated for where she came from, dubbed as a witch, and worked like a dog despite being of royal bloodline but everything did a complete turnaround when she found out her mate was none other than the ruthless Alpha king of the Zrika kingdom, King Azriel. Secrets and twists get unraveled as a toxin that was thought to be destroyed four decades ago resurfaces, taking the lives of countless wolves. A new villain is on the rise and he's out for revenge but none of them have a clue as to who this devil might be. ********* Excerpt------- >> "I'm still a slave here your Majesty, mate or not," Dahlia said as she tried calming the storm brewing within her heart. "It's the other way round," Azriel inched closer to her as he spoke, "I'm the slave here, a slave to you, Dahlia. My thoughts, dreams, and nightmares are all filled with your smile, voice, scent, and touch. Resisting you has become a burden to me and each second that passes without me claiming you, my mate, is unbearable."

Kieolar · Fantaisie
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I'm here for you

After his chat with Azriel, Lyonne found himself taking slow calculated steps towards Analice's tent. "Should I just head back?" His internal dialogue questioned whether or not he should retreat after pacing in front of her tent for several seconds.

"What are you doing here?" Analice fought back the laughter that threatened to escape her throat. She had been watching him the whole time and found it rather cute how he kept pacing anxiously.

Startled, Lyonne stepped back, placing his hands on his chest to steady his breathing. "Oh, I - uh," He bit his bottom lip, fidgeting with his hands like a child who had been caught stealing by his parents. "I was just checking the safety of your tent." He lied.