Synopsis: Amara hid her beauty since she was young. Her mother told her that her beauty might become her ruin, therefore she wore a mask and hid the scar that her mother had given her. When she met Gerard who accepted her despite her ugliness, she believed he was the man destined for her. But her fantasy was mercilessly broken after her lover sold her to an old nobleman for a pouch of gold coins. She then met Azer, a man working at a bakery. Azer, who strikes her as a mysterious guy who suddenly appeared and invaded her broken heart which she swore to never let be swayed by another again, kept pouring her attention and kindness. Can Amara trust a man again? Or will she forever cage her heart on the walls she built herself? But what happens if, along the way of treasuring her newfound love, she learns that the scar she bears isn't just a simple scar, but a mark of a curse? As she gathers and unfolds the hidden and lost memories of her childhood, slowly, her identity is revealed. And so does the mystery surrounding Azer. --- This novel is the next series after the story of Kyden and Mona [Summoned by a Pretend Villainess]. The novels aren't connected, but the world-building is the same. The characters were living in the same world. Check it out too^^ Thank you for stopping by! Please support me in this journey! - superAyan
As the tension in the garden reached its peak with the sudden disruption from the knight's announcement, chaos erupted. The atmosphere, already heavy with the weight of the bond rejection ceremony, was now charged with the urgency of Amara's disappearance.
Dionne, her heart racing and her mind reeling from the unexpected twist, glanced at Zenus. The light that had touched his chest seemed to be linked to the magical ritual. Her pulse quickened as she began to piece together the significance of the moment.
A jolt of realization hit her—Zenus was her true mate; it was never the second prince. But why? How did she come to believe that the prince was her mate? The revelation was shocking and confusing, adding layers of complexity to an already fraught situation.
Dionne struggled in Naya's grasp. She wanted to run to her alpha, jump for joy, and tell him the truth, but Naya silenced her voice. "Mmph! Mmph!"