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The Witch's Gaze

Dahlia gave up her life to prepare her brother for the Alpha king's succession but in return, he viewed her as a threat to his kingdom and sold her as a slave to the Zrika pack; The isolated kingdom known for their hatred toward the Kayer kingdom. Her life was in shambles as she was hated for where she came from, dubbed as a witch, and worked like a dog despite being of royal bloodline but everything did a complete turnaround when she found out her mate was none other than the ruthless Alpha king of the Zrika kingdom, King Azriel. Secrets and twists get unraveled as a toxin that was thought to be destroyed four decades ago resurfaces, taking the lives of countless wolves. A new villain is on the rise and he's out for revenge but none of them have a clue as to who this devil might be. ********* Excerpt------- >> "I'm still a slave here your Majesty, mate or not," Dahlia said as she tried calming the storm brewing within her heart. "It's the other way round," Azriel inched closer to her as he spoke, "I'm the slave here, a slave to you, Dahlia. My thoughts, dreams, and nightmares are all filled with your smile, voice, scent, and touch. Resisting you has become a burden to me and each second that passes without me claiming you, my mate, is unbearable."

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"Did you find her?" Azriel asked Lyonne the moment he stepped into the study.

"We managed to catch her just before she got a chance to escape. She's currently locked up in one of the empty chain rooms."

"Lead the way."

Azriel followed Lyonne who was leading him to where the girl who had served them the poisoned food was being held captive.

They walked into a room to find a girl sitting in the corner with her legs chained up so she couldn't try to run away again. "Is she the one?" Lyonne asked.

"She is."

Just as Azriel was about to step forward, a hand blocked his way. "I'll interrogate her myself? We both know you'll end up killing her if you go."

Taking a step back, Azriel quietly agreed. There was no way he would be patient enough to let the girl who nearly killed his mate answer their question in her own time. He would have resorted to violence to pry out the answer from her.