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The Cursed Lycan's Defiant Hidden Mate

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 932    |    Released on: 30/09/2026

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eyes completely vanished, replaced by stark shock

rmrest, his chest rising and falling heavily as his Inner W

nths," he said, his deep, gravelly voice shattering the d

olled away down the corridor, leaving behind a gal

nes with her white dress covered in filth. "Are you wait

tares of the fortress sentries, her bones still th

ate features as she gathered her soiled skirts

estroyed her dreams of open defiance, leaving

s in Shadowfang Fortres

eyes, and Kellen remained locked in his subterranean sa

scullery maid nervously thrust a sealed parchm

ealed Carol's ornate,

-shattered legs, are in my possession. Meet me at the Northern Wolf Crag if you wi

archment directly into the roaring fi

r to bare its fangs, I woul

len cloak and stepped out int

ag, driving blinding sheets of snow against the

hite silk dress whipping wildly in the f

ching through the fro

nizing, sugary smirk. "Princess Sister, I knew you could n

the silver bullet casing against her b

tress tonight. You will only become a dead weight dragging Brothe

the gale like frozen steel. "You spread the silver dust, you slaughtered the previous two prin

ttered completely un

sychotic hatred, and a shrill, manic laughter e

ready know, why bothe

que mask of fury as her finger

wild, and the second arrogant bitch coughed up black blood for a month until her lungs rot

nd her face. "Brother Kellen belongs to me! He owes my brother a blood debt that an ete

h icy dominance that fractured her delusions. "Kellen despises your suffocating obsession; you

rol shrieked hysterically, her pup

enses caught the heavy crunch of armored boots and the

had a

ant grin stretched ac

r voice dripping with venomous ecstasy, "

tly around my right wrist, forcing my open hand

bloodcurdling scream that echoed across the peaks:

m with both feet and threw her arms wide, laughing like

ged Lycan war god ripped through the storm, a

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The Cursed Lycan's Defiant Hidden Mate
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“I was the despised, "wolfless" bastard daughter of the Barlow pack. To save my legitimate sister, my father forced me to marry the Seventh Prince. He was rumored to be a crippled, bloodthirsty Lycan whose last two brides died gruesome deaths shortly after their weddings. They sent me to his desolate mountain fortress in a battered carriage, treating me like a corpse heading for an open grave. But the real danger wasn't the cursed prince. It was his delicate, weeping ward, Carol. She wore her dead brother's sacrifice for the prince like a royal crown, poisoning the previous brides and claiming this fortress as her own. When I refused to bow to her, she took things to the extreme. She threw herself off a freezing cliff right in front of me, screaming for help to frame me for her murder. "Brother Kellen! Save me!" When the prince arrived, his glowing blue eyes were bloodshot with raw, lethal fury. His elite knights immediately drew their silver blades, surrounding me with absolute killing intent. Everyone looked at me like I was a jealous monster who had just pushed a fragile, innocent girl into an abyss. The prince, bound by his debt to her dead brother, was ready to tear my head from my shoulders. Did they really think I was just another pathetic lamb waiting to be slaughtered in this keep? I didn't panic, nor did I beg for his mercy. Instead, I walked straight into the infirmary, pinned her broken body to the bed, and forced a vial of forbidden truth serum down her throat. "Now," I said, looking right into the prince's eyes. "Let's hear how she really murdered your last two wives."”