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The Crown's Entrapment

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] “I'm sure you’ll find my arms more comfortable than anything else in this world...” King Darius Grant - the mighty ruler of the Kingdom of Cordon. He was ruthless and impetuous against his enemies. His mere presence screamed with rugged authority; his aura alone was more than enough for some of his enemies to admit defeat and run away at just the sight of him. But despite all of this, he was powerless and shameless over one woman… his mate - the Princess of Ebodia whom he refused to let go. Find out how things would turn out for our possessive King who's dead set on using the Crown's Entrapment to make his mate his by any means necessary. Will he be able to succeed and conquer her all - body, heart, and soul? * Note: Volume 1 & 2: Main Story Status: Completed (Chapters 1 to 555) Volume 3: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 556 to 641) "I can only declare myself a winner once I manage to conquer your heart..." Volume 4: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 642 to 701) "Love was never in my vocabulary when it comes to women until you came..." Volume 5: Status: Completed (Chapters 702 to 805) “I choose you… you who greedily occupies all the space in my heart…” Special Chapters onwards - completed **** PS: Commissioned Book Cover owned by the Author! Do not use it!

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Calypso shook his head even as he did his best to help in the relief efforts taking place within the Tornado Pack Territory. Having practically taken the role of being second-in-command to Alpha Niro, he directed most of the containment side of the equation, taking advice from both Lia and the local healers before coordinating with Niro to make sure that they were all working on the same page. It was a hard job, especially since his mate had practically shut herself inside the mansion's morgue, but he supposed that it was only right of him to take responsibility for such a task.

Well, he just couldn't help but be worried for her. Just thinking about how long she had stayed in the morgue without even coming out… He was afraid that something must've already happened to her.

[Stop worrying about her. She knows what she's doing, and she'll hate it more if you actually doubt her,] Axel reminded him. [Just be glad that our mate is seemingly immune to this disease.]