Substitute Bride: Marrying The Hidden Lycan King

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d spent the night on the lumpy mattress while Dravon sat motionless in the single chair

flanked by her usual sycophants, her arms crossed over h

th false sweetness. "You'll be on mucking du

job. I bit my lip and nodded, refusing to

on our table, where the Blood Moonfl

ctually kept that garbage? Those dead weeds

rom the cup, and stalked toward the door. The rough movement

plit second, an aura of such cold, lethal fury emanated from him that the air in the cabin seemed t

d one of her followers, tossing the bouquet carele

as they took the flowers and h

d, but Elara blocked my path,

ious to you?" she taunted. "This is wh

filled with muddy water and half-eaten slop. A few of the sheep-like grohl b

mselves. It was about the respect they represented. It was the only

wept away, her posse trailing behind her. The small crowd of watch

He just watched me, h

yself. I limped over to the filthy feeding trough. Ignoring the stench and th

uiet rebellion. The

tals. Then, under Dravon's watchful gaze, I did something more.

whole world. *What you cast aside as

the faint pulse I'd felt yesterday. It rushed through my veins, and when it reac

upils dilating in the dim mornin

lost my mind. Their whispers turned to open, jeering laughter. The c

her petal, and then anothe

He took off his own worn outer tunic and draped it over my shoulders, wh

ce a low, private rumble me