webnovel

Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

[Mature Content Warning] She wanted to just end her mission and go back to her political marriage, but he had already claimed her his possession. Selene Adawolfa, the Princess of the Adalopha kingdom. Promises her father to bring peace to the village in their kingdom, by ending the age-old war, without revealing her identity. On the first day of becoming part of the Winterwells pack in disguise, she gets herself into trouble. The unexpected turn of events brings her in contact with Fang Warchild, the alpha of the neighbouring village. The most handsome, yet the most vicious man in the entire kingdom who recognises her at the very first glance. And he was ready to ruin her mission just for the sake of owning her! (The story takes place in the 90s so you will find technology in it!) ——[snippet]—— He approached me as his footsteps resonated in the dead silence inside the tent, and I couldn't get myself to step back waiting stunned. Stepping closer he lifted my chin asking again, "do you still choose otherwise Princess?" I gulped, knowing Fang would understand very well what was on my mind, all my lies would be useless in front of how well he knew every nook and cranny of my brain. Mustering all the strength inside me I whispered, diverting my eyes, answering exactly what he didn't want to hear right now, "Yes!" A vicious smirk played on his face as he lifted me by my collar, while I tip-toed barely able to find the ground, trying to match his towering height. "I don't like it when someone touches what is mine," he leaned closer, his tall stature hovering over me just inches from my face and his infuriated breath crawling on my soft skin, "and you better know that your entirety belongs to only me!" ---- All credits of the cover to belong to its owner ---- Discord: https://discord.gg/ZhjZ9aHEZ6

Eaagles_wings · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
363 Chs

Cold reasoning

I watched him stand near the door, innocently ask the question. His face was still heavy with anger for some reason, but I couldn't hold myself. The innocence of his question had me curl my lips inside to contain the smile that was struggling to break free.

Channing narrowed eyes, raising one of his eyebrows. He was fuming and here I was trying not to laugh and failing miserably as a huffed air escaped with a laugh, which I converted to a cough. My fingers covered my lips as I cleared my throat and straightened, "No, I am not a Wi- *clears throat* Witch. I believe you watched me a while ago turn into a werewolf"

The smile on my face was still there. Channing stared at me for a while and my tongue nervously licked my lower lips before biting into them to hold back laughter.

"You might be a Hybrid," he said, walking a little closer to me, looking for answers in my eyes.