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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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Alpha Grego had hand-picked two of his men, who he believed were the best in tracking down his daughter. He also trusted that they would be discreet so as not to alert the others that might also be looking for her.

At the moment, he believed that many would want her daughter to land in their hands. First, the Vatalis Clan, who he thought only wanted her to use as leverage against their kind.

He was a fool to enter the agreement in the first place. He should not trust the witches without thinking about the consequences thoroughly. But it was too late. 

He already made a mistake. Now, all he could do was try to rectify it.

"Have you received any word from your men?" A hand wrapped around his neck, hugging him from behind as he sat on the living room sofa, watching the latest news.