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The Werewolf King's Bride

Warning: Mature Content Trigger Warning: Abuse, Trauma, Psychological *It's full of red flags. Don't tell me I didn't warn you all. Blue Learley, a seventeen-year-old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and two brothers. Everything was going as usual until that fateful night when her life changed forever. Demetrius Easton, the merciless werewolf king, got his eyes on her and wanted her as his bride. When her own parents sold her to him, she had no way of escaping him and no one to turn to for help. *** “I don’t want to stay away for too long. Sometimes I fear the bird might fly away.” “The bird doesn’t have a home. The outside world is dangerous for it. And besides, the bird has already found its freedom inside,” I said. “The bird won’t fly away.” ‘So you don’t have to cut its wings since it did not grow them in the first place. It’s okay. The bird likes the cage anyway.’ *** Support my other works: *Silence*- It is a crime-filled thriller novel with a blooming romance between two teenagers. It is about love, friendship and betrayal. Trust me, the twists will keep you on edge. The Mask Of The Monster where you can read the love blooming between a human girl and a terrifying-looking monster The cover is not mine. Source: Devianart

Proteety_Promi · Fantasia
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618 Chs

I Want My Baby

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

It was late afternoon. She was sleeping, her head resting on my chest. I did not go to work since she was sleeping so peacefully. I did not want to ruin her sleep. 

It surprised me to see her act so bravely while clearly stating that she wanted to do it with me. But for now, it was impossible since there was a chance that she could get pregnant again. If she became pregnant, her life would be jeopardized until her power was awakened.  I did not want to risk her life in any way. It was not like I was planning to never do it with her again. I was thinking of talking to her about it properly. 

"Haa..."

She started moving and gasping all of a sudden. It was like she could not breathe. She was sweating and her hands were trembling as she clung to me. 

"Babe! What's wrong?" 

Was she having a bad dream? It was nothing out of the ordinary for her. However, she had not had a nightmare in three weeks.