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The Alpha king Obsession

[WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE CONTENTS!!!] (PS: Read fifteen chapters at least before tossing it aside.) . Penelope Neville is a werewolf turned into an orphan by her first love and ex-husband, Damian Cedar who killed every member of her family and took her father's pack. She finds out he was plotting to kill her too, and tries to escape but is caught by her furious ex-husband who promised to make her beg for her death. She is imprisoned and sentenced to death for treason. On her execution, after all the tortures she was subjected to, her fated mate finds her after a long search and he turns out to be the Alpha king who was obsessed with her and wanted revenge for every hurt she had been subjected to. . # Except 1 "Proceed." This was finally it. My death. I felt all the air squeeze out of my lungs until I heard it - the deep, hoarse voice that sent chills down my spine. "Stop the execution," the king said with a warning edge that even a fool couldn't miss. Damian's face twisted with surprise that barely concealed his fury at the King's words. "Your Highness," he repeated, masking his irritation with a shallow bow, "This is the execution we spoke about a while ago that involved the treason." From his facial expression, I could tell he felt the need to state that. The king's gaze turned steely, cutting through Damian's attempt at justification. "Why aren't your guards backing down?" he asked, his voice dripping with authority that left murmurs in the crowd. "Or have you forgotten who commands this realm, Alpha Damian?" "Penelope Neville will be taken into my custody..." He declared. "Any attempt to go against my order or interfere will be met with swift and severe punishment worse than death." [ IN CUPIDS QUILL COMPETITION. Support book by adding to your library, voting with power stones, gifting with golden tickets, and normal gifting.]

Grace_Kylie_6044 · 奇幻言情
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89 Chs

A SECRET GARDEN

We were barely outside the castle. The wind that blew softly against my skin and the warmth of the sun against my skin created a beautiful feeling, the same feeling I got from staring into Alexander's orbs.

It killed me to admit this to myself rather than to Alexander, but breakfast without him didn't exactly turn out fine. The two weeks I'd lived with him had made me greedy for company with someone who cared about me, something I wasn't particularly invested in for a while.

Growing up with my family, my dad had always made a big deal of spending quality time with the family. He would make us eat together, hunt together, just to create this bond between us as a family.

Back then, I had found his action quite desperate, and I didn't fancy spending time with my siblings when I could be in the library, or try to make friends in the pack. Now, I'd regretted every bit of my actions from my teenage phases.