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Woke Up as a Stepmother in a Werewolf Fairytale

You can NEVER run from destiny. This world needs a SACRIFICE to live. Will you still save YOURSELF? Meet Seraphyne Lycanwood, a master chef who unexpectedly finds herself transmigrated into the mesmerizingly futuristic world of Sinalta. But this isn't your typical fairy tale. She steps into the role of a stepmother and weds the enigmatic Alpha, igniting a whirlwind of secrets and intrigue that even her culinary expertise couldn't prepare her for. Just when things couldn't get any more complicated, Seraphyne is unceremoniously thrust back to Earth. The carefully planned marriage proposal for her crumbles into nothingness, leaving her broken. Seeking comfort in her grandmother's home, she crosses paths with a gallant military captain and his son, who strangely addresses her as "Mommy." Little does she know that this chance meeting will alter her fate forever as she becomes entangled in the captain's hidden world. As these two parallel realms collide and the ominous specter of the Apocalypse looms ever closer, their destinies become intertwined in ways they could have never imagined. Will Seraphyne and her newfound allies have the power to avert the forthcoming catastrophe, or will they succumb to the inescapable forces that threaten to consume both worlds?

Jiuxianzhi · ファンタジー
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150 Chs

A Journey to Misor City

'She's safer in this base. I wouldn't let Celestine see her even if they were blood sisters. Tasar City might have fallen, bringing joy to that woman, but her true goal is to start a war against the races. Apocalypse is her masterpiece, but I will never allow that to develop smoothly.'

Prince Azraeil left a blessing on Seraphyne through the demon's mark on her soul. He stood at the entrance of the base and glanced at Seraphyne's direction before leaving.

'We will see each other again.'

Prince Azraeil's journey to Misor City was a week-long, challenging, and continuous quest. He repeatedly used forbidden gateways in order to cross great distances as he stretched the boundaries of his spiritual capacity with each passing day. The constant pressure on his immortal talents was nothing short of complicated, but it started to wear on him.

'I feel my body's breakthroughs...'