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The Werewolf King's Bride

Warning: Mature Content Trigger Warning: Abuse, Trauma, Psychological *It's full of red flags. Don't tell me I didn't warn you all. Blue Learley, a seventeen-year-old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and two brothers. Everything was going as usual until that fateful night when her life changed forever. Demetrius Easton, the merciless werewolf king, got his eyes on her and wanted her as his bride. When her own parents sold her to him, she had no way of escaping him and no one to turn to for help. *** “I don’t want to stay away for too long. Sometimes I fear the bird might fly away.” “The bird doesn’t have a home. The outside world is dangerous for it. And besides, the bird has already found its freedom inside,” I said. “The bird won’t fly away.” ‘So you don’t have to cut its wings since it did not grow them in the first place. It’s okay. The bird likes the cage anyway.’ *** Support my other works: *Silence*- It is a crime-filled thriller novel with a blooming romance between two teenagers. It is about love, friendship and betrayal. Trust me, the twists will keep you on edge. The Mask Of The Monster where you can read the love blooming between a human girl and a terrifying-looking monster The cover is not mine. Source: Devianart

Proteety_Promi · Fantasi
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618 Chs

The Truth

(From Blue's Perspective)

I knocked on the door, panting crazily. My body was weak. But I could not slow down at all. I knew I had to come here. I needed to talk to him. I needed to know, not just one thing, but plenty of things. I had questions that required answers. 

Because perhaps I knew why Demetrius wanted me at first and why he did not remember it now. 

"You are here earlier than I expected," he smiled, opening the door. 

"King Ford," I said, trying to catch my breath. "You opened the door yourself. Were you expecting me?"

"Who knows?" he chuckled and helped me stand. Because of the running, my already weak body was weaker. And because I was wearing a dress, it was even harder to run. 

He led me to a nearby room. No one else was there. It was better this way. I wanted to talk to him in private as well. 

"You..."