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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 90

I glared at him like I never did. No matter what he must do behind the scenes, I was his wife and he had to stand with me. I am aware I can protect myself on my own. If things grew up to be dissatisfying, I will certainly use my whole mana and put everyone to sleep for a few minutes so I can get away. Either way, I am confident Velma is planning something and she is using me for it. I can't believe that I let her do as she wanted. I followed her like a puppy asking for the attention of its master and realizing it made me mad.

Once I stepped inside, leaving the balcony behind alongside Claude who still had that annoying smile on his face, I observed my surroundings first. Everyone was glaring daggers at me and there was a brother crying for his sister. She was dead, a complete corpse. I could see her soul slipping away completely and going to the afterlife. I say after life but truly, she just dissipated into thin air. Will I disappear like that if I die? I hope I won't.