The Cursed Lycan's Defiant Hidden Mate

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ltered through the narrow

the deep purple reagent, tucking it into the hi

r air was a calculated chemical poison, systematical

door, I slipped into the

elow, I moved with the silent grace of a hunting wolf until I reac

ezing stone balustrade and l

as entir

ar torso carved like a war god, laced with savage bat

a solid three-hundred-pound iron weight with his righ

completely obliterating a heavy wooden ta

tle, fluid micro-adjustments in his le

gnment was physically impossible for a crippled ma

ng disability was an abs

ators wearing fragile

with the faint metallic stench of refined silver, d

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flowing white silk, soft chestnut curls framing a fragile, pale fac

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brother's sacrifice to reign as the u

delicate fingers to cover her trembling lips. "Oh.

her voice was enough to mak

ping below zero as my eyes raked over her. "A

welling up in her wide eyes as she clutche

and broken for all these years, suffering from his cursed legs with no one gentle to so

th deliberate sweetness, marking her terri

nto a dry sneer. "Is that so? I heard the last two women wh

a second before layering her expre

ges are impossible to control. Coming from a weak border pack without an inner wolf of your own, you look so frail..

ura that drove the air from her lungs. "A stiff breeze would snap your pampered

blunt contempt, her doe-eyed innocence cra

to me like that! My brother took a silver bullet through his heart to save His Highness on th

ing on a dead soldier's rotting marrow," I looked down at her with absol

the stone wall, her sweet mask sha

tinct, heavy grind of stone wheels roll

arol shifted her expression in the blink o

own nails, messed her curls, and stumbled toward the stone stair

me! The new Princess i

watching her pathetic pe

epped straight onto th