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The Vampire Luna

Vampires and werewolves have been at war for centuries. In an attempt to make peace, Alessandra, the vampire princess, is wed to the Alpha Emperor of the werewolves, Xavier. All her life, Alessandra has grown up learning that the werewolves are barbaric in nature, a far cry from the elegant vampires. What happens, though, when Alessandra realizes that this is far from the truth? Their relationship starts off rocky with misunderstandings about each other, but through time, a bond slowly builds as they encounter and overcome obstacles together as king and queen, alpha and luna, husband and wife! When a cult started by an ancient vampire attempts to sow discord between two kingdoms, can Alessandra and Xavier maintain peace between both races? Or will their kingdoms fall into war and ruin, dragging their budding love down with it? — [Excerpt] When the guards declared the groom's entrance, everyone's attention turned to the door. I felt a hammer on my chest. Here comes the barbarian, I thought. I was looking away, lowering my gaze. The man entered the wedding hall. I felt like my intestine would come out of my mouth. The sudden gulps of the guests were not going unnoticed in my ears. What caused the guests to respond like that? Was the man that hideous? I lost my zeal to look at him. With a heavy heart, I kept looking away until he stood in front of me. Slowly, I glanced at the man standing in front of me. My heart was pounding so hard that I felt like it would burst. I gasped. There was no way he was the alpha lord and the groom of tonight's wedding. The phenomenally handsome man from earlier was standing right in front of me. Up close, he was multiple times more attractive. Barbaric man? Who? He was radiating such royal energy that even the noblest vampires were intimidated when he entered. My husband-to-be.

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Chapter 50 -- Father

When the carriage entered the palace territory, my heart skipped a beat. I was finally home after almost a year. As the carriage was moving inside the massive palace territory, I felt teary, recalling my old days.

The number of guards blocking every entrance was unexpected. None of these guards belonged to the palace before. What was he afraid of? I wondered, glancing at Lord Cardis, sitting opposite of me.

The carriage stopped coming in front of my father's palace. I came down slowly, gazing intensely at the masonry. I could feel Lord Cardis's eyes following my every breath. However, he was quiet since we entered the palace.

I entered the familiar dark hall. The renaissance paintings on the ceilings, thin white, transparent curtains over the massive windows, and the dark balconies under them; everything was just as I had left them a year ago.

I was almost floating inside the palace. I hurried to my father's chamber. I even forgot about Lord Cardis.