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The Werewolf King's Bride

Warning: Mature Content Trigger Warning: Abuse, Trauma, Psychological *It's full of red flags. Don't tell me I didn't warn you all. Blue Learley, a seventeen-year-old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and two brothers. Everything was going as usual until that fateful night when her life changed forever. Demetrius Easton, the merciless werewolf king, got his eyes on her and wanted her as his bride. When her own parents sold her to him, she had no way of escaping him and no one to turn to for help. *** “I don’t want to stay away for too long. Sometimes I fear the bird might fly away.” “The bird doesn’t have a home. The outside world is dangerous for it. And besides, the bird has already found its freedom inside,” I said. “The bird won’t fly away.” ‘So you don’t have to cut its wings since it did not grow them in the first place. It’s okay. The bird likes the cage anyway.’ *** Support my other works: *Silence*- It is a crime-filled thriller novel with a blooming romance between two teenagers. It is about love, friendship and betrayal. Trust me, the twists will keep you on edge. The Mask Of The Monster where you can read the love blooming between a human girl and a terrifying-looking monster The cover is not mine. Source: Devianart

Proteety_Promi · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
618 Chs

High Fever

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Do you like another girl?" I asked. 

"No! Why would you even ask that?" he almost barked. 

"Just making sure you still love me," I mumbled. 

"… Why don't you take some rest?"

"Ah, I had almost forgotten to tell you. The doctor also said that you should use a separate room. I told you too, right? This is contagious, so it's better if you stay away as much as possible," I said. 

"No," he declined firmly. "I am not going to an empty room."

"There will be furniture…"

"… I don't mean that."

"Do you need a plushie?"

"… Are you okay, honey?"

"I cannot allow you to have another person in that room though. You are mine, so I cannot allow that," I mumbled. 

"Yes, I am yours. And you are mine," he chuckled. "And I am not leaving this room. I cannot sleep well if you are not by my side."

"You just want to take care of me, don't you?" I asked.