The Bride of the Cursed Rogue

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her than Lois, the Alpha of our Pack. I was ecstatic to share the ne

' mate, right?" I asked myself as

my stepsister kneeling befor

I'll die if I marry that r

gant, and confident. So, I was shocked to s

marry him

ntha was in a mess. It hasn't been a long time since a rumor sprea

ng like this, does it mean she's

trap. That's when Samantha locked eyes with me. I was like a d

outed before runni

s were

as to wed and flee thi

smile was askew, hinting at a mischievo

stead! Marry that curs

s to escape the clutches of my wretched stepmother and stepsister. So why on

ed. "Save your precious sister, Giselle! Sacrific

me, but to willingly send me to my death? I never real

usual. "I cannot marry him, Samantha. My mate isn't S

pupils widened with lunacy. Without warning, she shoved

d, clutching my

ourself in the mirror, honey. You're a sorry excuse for a woman - ugly, skinny, and completely worthless.

of my reflection in the shiny s

lly thin, my skin

od, even though I was responsible for cook

marry you, Giselle!" Samantha adde

led ba

we were young? I am prettier and sexier than a piece

en if he likes you, he cannot escape the bond the Goddess of Moon bestowed betwe

ut

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ous slap that left my che

xcuse for a wolf! You belong to the cursed

it up with a brutal kick to my gut, sending

gh

stomach twisted into knots as I spewed blood, each he

asped, barely audible. "Please, I beg of you. Just leave me, a

eading across her face. She planted her foot on my

hh

"I could not accept that I was destined to marry a cursed bastard w

, but Miren intervened, preventing her

e catches you laying a hand on Giselle, he'll flip his sh*t!" Miren spat. It w

lared down at me like I was

growled. "Lois is mine, and I'll stop

she left

k's infirmary, a place I had grown all too familiar with after countl

ve many wounds and bruises toni

head and pu

e clumsy. Please, Giselle. Be kind to yourself. Tell me wh

power, I could never bring myself to confide in him about the horrors I endured at the

much!' even my wolf, Fatima, whom I only met after

crets weighing heavily on my mind that I

phone began to vibrate in my pocket

acting me at such

phone, my eyes scanning the screen for any i

s from an unk

essage, my eyes widening in shock

Lois. There's something I

y mate, and the message w

and my head raced with qu

ll me? And why did he choose to

ipation! And without a second thought, I leaped out of my hospital bed