The Princess Chosen by the Alpha King
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so gentle, like a whisper in my mind. The contrast between his words and the destruction he's caused couldn't be more stark, and I can't help but wonder if I've somehow mis
d he growls roughly in response. Here it comes. He's finally going to end this miserable
all that person being me, he growls in my
en it
houghts so easily. My breath catches in my throat as I stumble backward, my mind reeling. This... this can't
fucking A
ll there, gnawing at my insides, burning with the heat of an unbearable realization. Alpha Lupine, the terrifyin
mate. A monster who can kill without hesitation, who sees everyone around him as pawns in a game of p
cks the side of my face. The action is so tender, so absurdly out of place
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onfusion and fear. And then, just like that, Alpha Lupine starts walking away, and I'm left trailing behind him, unable to d
, rumbling sound that's less a threat and more a reminder. A reminder that no matter how far I try to run, no mat
im, stating the obvious. He's reminding me tha
y mate is a monster. Of course he is. What other kind of mate would I get? One who's
t I'm still alive. Some are more interested in the fact that I'm walking alongside the Alpha. But it's Kaiden's gaze t
pidly, I know that the moment I walk away from him, it will be for the last time. I'll neve
e's not paying attention to me.
gainst it, forcing myself to take a step back from the towering figure in front of me. I veer off the path and head toward Kaiden. Eve
ide with worry. His posture is stiff, but I can see the relief in his expres
reflex. The bond between us, even though we're not mates, has always been strong. I've never kno
his footsteps. I can feel him-his presence-looming behind me. The air grows heavier
d I feel the weight of his regret. He knows what this means. He knows that I'm trap
y from him befor
h Kaiden. I want to hold onto the last piece of the life I had. But the power in t
order me around. I'm his mate, damn it. He said he wouldn't hurt me. Wh
a warning, a reminder that he can-and will-make me obey if necessary. I hesitate, my heart aching for Kaiden,
His jaw is clenched, his muscles taut, but there's something else there too-something softer, alm
voice barely audible but clear in m
trying to keep control, to hold onto whatever shred of decency he has left. But I can see it. Beneath the rage, bene
ll a monster
ith him for the