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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.

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To See The Alpha

Outside the imposing gates leading to the shadowspire, Naya stood hesitantly, clutching a delicate box of cake. She'd taken extra care of her hair today, ensuring every strand was in place, the picture of elegance. Yet, just as she was about to step forward, a sudden realization stopped her.

"Wait, he can't see," she muttered, her fingers freezing mid-adjustment. A flicker of disappointment shadowed her face at the weight of Donovan's blindness, and her shoulders sagged as she thought of what to do.

"How am I supposed to catch his attention if he can't even look at me?" She bit her lip, feeling a rising frustration. "This is proving to be far more difficult than I imagined."

Her gaze scanned the building, uncertainty creeping into her thoughts the more she stood and observed— a rare feeling for her. Naya Carrington, the renowned beauty of the land, never experienced this kind of apprehension.