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Talk to the wife

Was it really a coincidence that werewolves met their mates at the exact perfect moment? Or were there spirits working behind them to make it possible? Cleopatra’s dream was to become the best moon saint on the moon. After being saved by the moon goddess, she’s always been enthusiastic about being the perfect one to live up to her idol’s expectations. She worked hard to graduate and become one. Nevertheless, when she finally got her degree and had her first mission, her life was turned upside down when she woke up in a body; The trap she triggered caused her to fall into a human body while spirits didn’t have one. Her situation makes it impossible to realize her dream since she doesn’t have access to the moon anymore; Cleopatra was married to a werewolf and didn’t even know that. He was sweet and caring sometimes, while the other times, he was threatening and bestial. However, she fell for him when she expected it the least and he was the same. “You don’t need to pray for me any longer… Because I have you now. May the fates of our lives be like the trees in the woods, always intertwined!” ****** If someone is in need of affordable covers, you can DM my friend here: https://web.facebook.com/ruther.sibag Ruther Vergara Sibag on Facebook.

Cheers_everyone · Fantasi
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100 Chs

Chapter 89

Surprisingly, Claude returned his attention to me. I thought he would say something to the man who showed up but he simply commented on how beautiful I was, whispering in his low voice. For a moment, I thought of pinching him but not in front of a guest that boggled us like this. My face lit up when I saw Claude's reassuring smile; it was as bright as the sun. I flushed while I kept my eyes on him.

"You still have time to wed a criminal, Andre. I thought you were better than this," the man said crossing his arms. "Do you know what your wife did? She killed one of us," he hissed.

People from the party swarmed around the balcony and to show the girl asking for her husband's protection, he took refuge in his arms and turned my head away acting like crying but I couldn't fight the smile away. I wanted to laugh and it was strange. I didn't know this side of me existed somewhere. Laughing when the situation was serious. However, most importantly now, I threw the ball to him.