Hazel runs away from the thick forest in search of the human world. She is kidnapped by the vengeful werewolves, who are seeking revenge on humans for the outrageous brutality the wolf hunters committed against them and the curse they had inflicted on their king and his lineage. Seven years ago, her parents led an attack to destroy the entire wolf community. They lost and got slaughtered, leaving her behind to bear the burden of their tainted legacy. She was made a slave in their land. A mysterious circumstance surrounded her birth that made her family hate werewolves. She uncovers a secret that made her fulfill a prophecy. Arthur, the brutal Alpha king with a bloody hatred for the human world, shocked everyone when he entered a contract marriage with the weak human Hazel. He promises her freedom and protection if she marries him and lifts the curse on him, but he is clear she will not warm his bed. The vengeful wolves are determined to destroy her. Will the Ruthless King Alpha admit his feelings for her and protect her even after he gets his cure, or will he allow the wolves to kill her as he promised them?
I ran like one being chased by an unseen force, not knowing when it'd catch up with me and fulfill its vile plans. I ran as if my life depended on it, because my life did depend on it. I wasn't a sports person; I didn't engage in running activities. The best kind of running I'd ever done was whenever I was sent on an urgent errand by Mama Lia.
My breath hitched as I suddenly remembered the only woman I had known all my life as my guardian and parent. Why did she have to die now? I wasn't ready to be alone, especially in a world where my kind is hated and a mention of us tastes like poison in the mouths of the inhabitants of this world, a world I barely knew nothing of, a world I've been shielded from all my life-and though it was quite challenging for me, I knew it was for my own safety. But what good was my safety with Mama Lia gone? My vision became blurry as tears welled up to the brim and fell. I tried to shake my head to stop these depressing thoughts from tormenting my mind, so these tears would stop streaming down. Now's not the time to be weak and give in to emotions, no matter how strong they are.
These stubborn tears-why aren't they stopping? Choking on them, I coughed and hit my chest hard as if that would alleviate the pain lodged there.
My steps were slowing, and my bones were growing weak. I can't afford to be weak; I'm in the enemies' territory. I must not be caught here, dead or alive. I stumbled as more tears clouded my vision, causing me not to notice the small boulder on the path. I grunted as I felt a sharp pain on my big toe. Stupid me, I let my emotions get the best of me, and now I am injured. I stopped to check the extent of the injury and looked around to see if I could find anything to mop up the blood with. I couldn't find anything.
Risking a glance around the thick forest, the only noise I heard was the gentle singing and neighborly call of birds; it felt kind of soothing. I picked up some leaves and cleaned up the blood, then using my good foot, I quickly cleared traces of blood that had spilled on the ground. Mama Lia had once told me that werewolves had a heightened sense of smell; they could smell blood from miles away. I was tired, but I didn't want to be seen or captured by these awful creatures that seem to harbor such hatred for my kind. I became more scared.
I continued my journey, running, but not as fast as before because of my injured toe. I was careful not to hit it again.
I heard a growl; my hair stood on end, and fear clogged my senses. Oh no, what will I do? They must have sensed the blood; I looked at my leg to see more blood running out. Turning, I saw that I'd left a small trail behind. Fear settled heavily in my stomach, and in conjunction with the incessant swarming, my nerves were in irregular knots. Apprehension slithered through my spine, working its way into my chest and squeezing tight.
I hurriedly turned back to clean up those bloodstains when I heard another low, blood-chilling growl. If my hairs were standing on end before, now they were spiked stiff.
Even though the weather was humid, my body managed to produce sweat that started from my scalp and flowed down my back. Another one found its way to my face. I sprinted, forgetting to favor my bleeding big toe; the agony was buried beneath layers of other intense feelings that were making my head hazy. I dashed forward, weaving over soft branches and razor-sharp leaves that slashed my skin if I got too close.
I couldn't concentrate on skin cuts now; I needed to get away from these beasts before they ruthlessly devoured me. My gown got hooked to a needle-like plant, but I didn't care. Even when I heard a small ripping sound, I didn't turn to see.
My throat was parched, but fear wouldn't let me stop to find any streams nearby. I kept on going, my bones pleading to be spared from this rigorous running activity, but I paid them no mind; they needed to carry me far away. I won't stop until I am far from those monsters. I couldn't hear growls any more, but I wouldn't risk it. I kept to my fast pace; my breathing was labored, and my heart beat erratically against my chest.
My body ached all over, and my legs were slowing on their own. I knew they had no more strength; no matter how hard I pushed them, they couldn't go fast anymore. Another growl. I whipped my head around. I didn't see anything or anyone, but my instincts told me they were close. Maybe they'd been following me all this while, taunting me, making me believe they had stopped pursuing me. I'm praying to whatever god out there to save me and help me escape these canine-toothed, blood-hungry beasts.
I willed my sore legs to continue, and as I was about to take the next step, I pierced my injured toe on a stick with spikes that were in the way. I closed my mouth to prevent myself from screaming, and pain blinded me for a second. Blood was gushing now; there was no way to stop it. Still, I had to move on, but my movements were now slowed to a walk.
I had taken two steps when it came out of the bush. I guess it's been hiding there all along. The big, gray creature growled, baring its pointed, sharp canines. I quickly picked up the spiky stick as it wasn't far from me, holding it like both a weapon and my savior. I took backward steps, slowly and consciously. I was terrified, but I couldn't let them know.
"Never let them perceive your fear, for if they ever do, that's the end." Mama Lia's words rang in my ears; they sounded so real that I was tempted to glance around to see if a miracle had happened and the woman had resurrected.
But I couldn't take the risk of looking away even for a second, another piece of Mama Lia's advice. "Never turn away from a wolf, especially an enemy; you never know when they'll jump on you".
I saw the werewolf's eyes; it was mocking me; it was already sure it had me where it wanted me.
"Was this a male or female wolf?" I couldn't tell.
Another step back, and I heard two more angry growls. I couldn't control the fear anymore; I couldn't hold back the tears. I was dead, and I knew it.
"These werewolves would never let me go. I was going to be ripped to pieces, not the way I'd envisioned my death if and when it ever happened," I thought to myself.
The message from the sorcerer's diary She is a rogue whore, a child of destiny with an incomplete golden mark on her right palm. To fulfill her destiny, she must find the one with the exact mark; only then can the monster be destroyed. That chosen one is the monster's son, the only one chosen by the moon goddess to destroy the dreaded beast, his mother. The werewolves are searching for the face behind the masked monster who has been terrorizing the entire city. When they were close to finding the solution to trapping this monster, they were shocked with their findings: the only one who could save them from the beast was the Luna that they had kicked out and banished from their territory. Would they ever find her? Elina was kicked out and banished from her pack because she fell pregnant with someone her pack thought wasn't her mate. When she realized her son needed a father and the suffering was too much for her, she decided to reach out to him, but he rejected her and made her suffer even more. She was left to suffer in the bush with her son until fate brought Mateo to her, and love tied them together. But unknown to them were their real identities. What will happen to their love once they learn about their real identities? Would she kill the mother of the one she loves to save the pack that kicked her out? A horrific werewolf romance story, full of mystery and suspense
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They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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