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Luna, You can't fix him!

**cover credits to the real owner** *** Born into a long line of villains, Drake didn’t grow up like one. He knew nothing about his families’ sins or the destiny he was bound to, brought to light by a car accident three years ago. It took everything but gave him something he never asked for...Powers. What would he do with these abilities? What could he do? Would he carry on the family tradition? Or turn to justice and become a hero? ** Pearl would do anything to be normal again. To go back to when life was easy, and her only worry was what to choose for dinner would be. Even if it meant faking a bond with a mate? Just long enough so she could escape this hellish nightmare? But what would Pearl do when she realizes she’s responsible for someone else’s wellbeing? Could she risk another for her own selfish desires? *** Would she be able to get her old life back? The life before these things humans only fantasized about became real? Or would she end up falling in love, giving in to this bond she intended to forsake, and choosing to stay with the love of her life? Even if it means leaving everything and everyone she ever cared about? ****

Xeeraaruwa · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
153 Chs

thirty-three

Third-person POV,

The cold shivers that ran down her entire spine when she heard those words a few days ago in her apartment returned the moment she realized what the young girl standing before them just said.

"Oh..my...God!" She let out wearily turning to look at the person beside her with an ash-like face.

"What's happening here?" She said so low a normal person would have missed it because it was as if she was trying to ask him questions with her eyes instead of using her words. Although, she tried saying the words out but it's like they were stuck in between her lips and were only able to come out in a mere whisper.

"What are you talking about," the young man asked the young girl who was still standing with her head in a bow and a bowl she was holding extended forward for them to wash their face in it.

This was a tradition carried out by the succeeding next Alpha; in other words, the new king of the realm, that was what the young girl was told.