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Alpha's replacement bride is destined mate

Emily is considered a curse by her father, who abandoned her to live alone in the countryside the day she was born. However, when Emily comes of age, her father asks her to marry another man in place of her sister. She fights back but is poisoned by her father and stepmother, leaving her mute and without her wolf. Her fiancé, Alpha Klaus, is said to be nothing more than a head wolf with an empty title, and he's short-tempered and cruel, but is that really the case? "Tell me, why did you run away from your marriage?" Alpha Klaus puffed on his cigarette, sunglasses hiding his face, "Did you not want to marry me because you were afraid of me?" She fled, he chased. Wherever she was, he found her. She was treated like grass by her family, he treated her like a treasure. He sheltered her from the wind and rain and healed her from all her wounds. He took her in his arms, a warm snort in her face, and he whispered in her ear, "Emily, I ask you to think of me every day, just as I miss you." I want the rest of your memories to be with me. " Note: This book deals with adult content, violence and dark magic.

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Chapter 164 Will the Dream Come True?

 North, Green Forest Pack.

 Emily was plunged once more into that horrible nightmare.

 It was a barren battlefield, the ground blackened with battle, and the air pungent with smoke. The wind whistled and blew, sending up a cloud of dust.

 Klaus and Elijah stood at opposite ends of the field, like two majestic war-gods. Klaus was dressed in black; his face was cold and angular, like an elaborately carved marble statue, and his green eyes were covered with scarlet threads of blood.

 Elijah's black hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were cold and keen, like a sword that could penetrate to the heart. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised in a sneer that seemed to express confidence in the contest.

 They stared at each other, and the moment their eyes met it was as if a thousand sparks had burst in the air. The atmosphere on the battlefield was tense to the point where it seemed as if even the wind had frozen.