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The Villain Alpha's Cursed Mate

She is the daughter of an Alpha whose family had conquered the last demon wolf in Illyria. Esmeray is born into the prestigious Alpha family, known as the Montague. But after her father's untimely death, her life becomes a nightmare of abuse at the hands of her cruel stepmother and stepbrother, who torment her for lacking a wolf. Desperate for salvation, she dreams of a mate who would come and rescue her from the cruelty of her pack. When he finally arrived, her hopes were shattered, for he had only come to reject her. Her only connection to her family's proud heritage is her striking blue hair, a sacred legacy from her ancestors. But in a desperate bid for freedom, Esmeray cuts her hair to escape being sold to a rogue. Her daring action pushes her to the precipice of death, unwittingly awakening a powerful demon wolf, imprisoned for 15 long years. This Alpha demon, who has yearned revenge and bloodthirst, is instantly drawn to Esmeray the moment he senses her, and he is determined to keep her at his side at all cost. In the world of wolves, the hunt is everything — and he has found a prey worth chasing.

Sky_Li_7376 · ファンタジー
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166 Chs

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"How did you know I gave Finnian my blood?" Donovan asked, his voice steady but laced with curiosity, as Neville finished administering the vaccine.

Neville had skillfully stirred Donovan to the depths of his underground chamber, where the air was thick with the scent of herbs and ancient remedies.

Donovan now sat on a cushioned stool, the flickering candlelight casting shadows across the shelves that lined the walls. Each shelf was packed with jars of dried herbs, vials of strange liquids, and small trinkets, all of them glowing faintly in the dim room.

Neville studied Donovan's eyes before finally stepping back, peeling off his gloves with a quiet snap. "The boy never learned to control the curse on his own, did he?" he replied, his tone both knowing and faintly reproachful. "We've all walked that same tortuous path, some even worse, and the boy's sudden familiarity with you made things clear enough. It wasn't that hard to connect the dots."