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The wicked alpha’s mute bride: Train me Master, choose me

On my eighteenth birthday, I uncover three life-altering truths: 1. I am a stealer wolf, burdened with the ability to attract any man who isn't already mated. 2. My true mate is the ruthless Alpha of our pack. 3. I believe my muteness condemns me to never be truly loved. Throughout my entire life, I've endured mistreatment because of my muteness, hoping that finding my mate would bring solace. However, when the Alpha discovers I'm his mate, he curses the goddess for making his mate weak. Instead of rejecting me, he subjects me to a fate worse than rejection—I become his slave. Forced into servitude by my own mate, I'm stunned when my father presents me with a choice: he promises me two things. First, he promises to find me a mate who would love me. Second, he promises to accept me as his daughter and make me a hero. Now, I must decide between the man who has always despised me and made my life miserable, and the Alpha whom I've mated with, yet who also resents me for being mute and a stealer wolf. When I choose to poison Devon, it seems clear what my decision is, but the consequences turn out differently than I anticipated. Join Olivia on this journey. In the first volume, you'll witness her growth, pain, and sorrow. By the second volume, you'll meet a transformed Olivia. The main characters will evoke both love and hate, stirring deep emotions within you.

Miraharlson · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
40 Chs

27. Undress me.

Olivia stiffened beside Devon, and he wanted to smirk. She must have felt like he was referring to her as well. He had intentionally said that to make her fidgety, and she was.

"You, give me that ring," he ordered.

The guard slipped his hand into his pocket and took out the ring. As he handed it over, he wondered how it had left his finger in the first place. He allowed the guard to leave before finally turning to his mute servant girl.

"Yes?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Anything else?"

She shook her head slowly, and he nodded.

"Good. Go do what you were about to do," he said. She couldn't shake off the fact that he had trusted her so easily. But that was just because he didn't want her to feel bad. It wasn't that he was in love with her or anything; he had no feelings for her. She was beautiful, no doubt, but his feelings for her stemmed from a deep-seated pity for her condition.