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The Dark Prince and The Runaway Heiress

What bride would want to marry a prince who would put a crown made of thorn on her head? What kind of groom would vow to protect his bride, knowing his task was to kill her in the end? A descendant of a once-powerful and proud Alpha King, Avana pledged to become the next Alpha and swore never to submit to their enemies. But could she run away from her destiny? A son of a Tyrant King, Adam desired revenge against those who killed his mother and condemned him to live as a monster for eternity. But would finding his bride give him what he had sought for centuries? Will Avana and Adam finally succumb to this impending union? Will destiny destroy them or be their salvation? *** "I have searched for you for centuries." Adam grabbed her by the arm, pulling her closer until their faces were inches away. Eyes locked in a battle of will. "Why?" Avana reacted, suddenly drowning in the intensity of his stare. "So, you can hurt me." Saying barely in a whisper. "Kill me?" "No." He responded as his lips grazed through her temple, leaning even closer. "Then, why?" She closed her eyes as electricity coursed through her body with that slight contact of his lips on her skin. "So, I can claim you as mine." [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Commissioned by Vatarison Instagram: bishop_1275

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CLXXXII

They all gathered in the library, including her mother. Avana had finally informed her about Resha and the current situation. Thankfully, her mother took it better than she had thought. 

Mara was the epitome of calm under pressure as she sat quietly, thinking of what she could do to help. The rest of the group had not stopped searching for the solutions to their problem. The others worked hard to locate where the abductors had taken the kids. 

"I think we are ready to do the location spell." Elisia declared as she stood before the makeshift altar they created to do the ritual. 

Her friend seemed to have everything she would need for the spell. But she wondered what else she could do to help in the situation, leaving her with nothing to do but wait. It was a trait that seemed to be her flaw as well.