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Part Wolf

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT An unwarranted death, an unprecedented rebirth, two men vying for her love. Elize's life was not easy to begin with, but now she has to fight her own destiny. Will she want to return to what was hers? Or will she choose to ignore it? Is she strong enough to face her fate? Then what about love? GLIMPSES (P.S. Contains spoilers, read at your own discretion) : As she drew closer to the door, she could clearly hear two men bickering "I swear if you lay a finger-" Deep breath. Elize repeated to herself as she pushed the door open. Two heads whipped towards her direction from the corridor to which the door opened. The conversation between them seemed to have died down with her presence. One of the two tall men stepped towards her. An animalistic growl emanated from his body. Elize narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when she noticed it. Those eyes. Those same blue eyes! ********* "Who's there?!" She asked aloud, unable to find anyone. 'You have come at last.' The voice replied, a hint of joy in its tone. She gulped her saliva nervously. "Who- who's there?!" Elize stuttered. 'I am what is missing from you.' The voice replied, calmly. "Huh?" 'Since our time has not yet come to become one, why may I ask are you here?' The voice asked. "I uh.." She said absentmindedly. 'Let us seal our bond with a wish, that I may accept you as my master.' The voice spoke with much enthusiasm. ****** "Do you hate me Elize?" He asked, with a pout. Elize maintained her poker face. She was not going to fall for it no matter how cute he tried to act, she thought to herself. "No I don't sir. I don't even know you." She replied nonchalantly. "Ouch. That hurt." He said, clutching the place above his heart. Elize huffed, rolling her eyes. "Do you really have something to say or should I come back later?" She asked, folding her hands above her chest. "Would you come back to me later, on your own accord?" He teased, almost reaching her. "That's not what I-" The Kelpie's laughter cut her off. "You're so cute when you do that. It makes me want to bite you." He said licking his lips, his wet tongue gliding over his moist lips slowly, making a show of the process. Teaser is on the Instagram page : author_obsessedwithwolves Join our discord- https://discord.gg/Nrj87UT

obsessedWithWolves · Fantasia
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515 Chs

Chapter 236: The little's prince's complaint

It's been half an hour since they reached his room. Yet, after so much persuasion, the prince had only agreed to get on his bed now. He looked like he had something to tell her. But he insisted on listening to her talk about the pixies first- an excuse to pass the time, she guessed. And now, though he looked tired and sleepy, he was rubbing his eyes again and again, so that he stayed awake. 

"C'mon spill," Elize finally said, narrowing her eyes at him. "What do you want to say?" 

"I don't like that man," Leith said, scrunching his brows in irritation. 

"Who?" Elize asked, unfolding the prince's blanket. "The elf?"

Leith shook his head. "No. Not Lord Ayas. Nobody likes him anyway." He replied with a shrug. 

Elize chuckled at the statement. Such things always were funny when coming out of an eleven-year old's mouth. She covered the prince with the blanket up to his neck. He looked like a ball of cotton- all tucked up like that.