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The father of my son's is a monster. So what?

Notice: The history has been rewritten, even if already the you read recommend reelerla. thanks for its support!!! She was a human, blessed by an unusual talent. Abandoned by her parents at a very young age she does not know what trust is, let alone love. He was a monster, an evil predator, dangerous and older than earth with substantial amounts of power between his claws. She wanted love, family, and affection. He just wanted peace, so he met her. They were two different beings from two different worlds with a single destiny. Will they make it work? ...The wolf studied the barrier with chilling attention. Sascha watched the monster's actions with caught breath as it raked its claws over the invisible power barrier and a shower of sparks dripped onto the ground. "You promised." He accused him and despite the distance, the wolf's ears twitched. The wolfish head fell and the creature stopped trying to break through the barrier, with a reluctant expression he looked at her without moving. She had been heard. She should be relieved, instead she felt...

DahlyZern · Fantasia
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85 Chs

Chapter 74. Pocket Dimension.

"But...what in the name of all spirits happened here?" They were the first words she spat out on leaving the shed.

She had just gotten up and after realizing that she was alone in the shed, she decided to take a relaxing bath -and since a day had passed since the last one- she really needed it.

Calm and relaxed for the first in many days -she wasn't nauseous and that Dwarf cologne seemed to be migrating from her head- but with lingering hunger she left the shed, she was a woman with a mission in mind. It was then that she froze with the landscape outside.

Which seemed to have been hit by a whirlwind. Chunks of roof hung pitifully from loose beams as logs of wood lay all over the ground, some had even gone so far as to hit the gardens, pain strained her face. The thick pillars that previously proudly supported the entire structure lay slanted looking truly pitiful.