Chapter: Chapter 146THE KING’S POV Mike, my wolf , wouldn't stop smiling inside my head. It was loud, annoying, and distracting. I tried to read through the documents on my desk, but his stupid grin kept echoing in my mind like a drum.“Can you just stop smiling in my head?” I finally snapped at him. “You’re distracting me. And for the record, I still don’t understand why you like her. She is crazy.”Mike stretched like a lazy beast waking from a long sleep.“Yeah, she’s crazy,” he said, sounding way too proud. “That’s exactly why I like her. She’s fire… and you’re over here drooling over that boring chick Amelia. Damn, she is too calm. We are already calm. We need some craziness to spice things up. And Clara is exactly what we need.”I scoffed. “No. We don’t need Clara. I’m only marrying her because I don’t have a choice. And I thought you liked Amelia. She is also our mate.”“That was before I found out Clara is our mate,” he replied quickly. “And Clara is hot as hell. Not to talk about her badass vib
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Chapter: Chapter 145KLAUS’S POV I stood there, frozen with rage, watching Clara walk out of the hall as if she owned the entire kingdom. As if she wasn’t the same gutter rat who crawled her way into our palace. As if she wasn’t the same bitch who dared to shoot at me earlier.She said I should prepare to call her mom?My blood boiled so fast I felt heat spread under my skin.How dare she.How dare she stand there and announce she would be queen, my father’s wife, while looking me dead in the eyes like she had already won.I clenched my fists and marched straight to my room, slamming the door so hard the walls shook. I was ready to destroy something, anything, until I saw her.My mother.Sitting on my sofa. Calm. Elegant. Cold. Sipping a glass of scotch like the whole kingdom wasn’t on fire.She looked like she didn’t care. Not one bit.Her return should have made me happy. After all, she was supposed to be dead. Gone for decades. But she was alive, standing here like death never touched her.I wanted to
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Chapter: Chapter 144Clara’s POV Joe opened his mouth to respond, but I cut him off with a small smirk.“In case anyone dares to object,” I said, lifting the heavy rifle onto my shoulder, “I’ll just send the person to his maker. Mostly that asshole Klaus.”Joe just stared at me, completely speechless, mouth open, eyes wide, like he was still trying to decide if I was joking or planning a massacre.“Clara, you can’t kill any royalty,” Joe said finally, his voice tight. “It’s forbidden.”I rolled my eyes so hard I thought they might get stuck.These people loved rules.Rules they created to protect themselves while they destroyed everyone else.Why the hell can’t I kill anyone?I’ve been killing people since I was ten.Protecting myself. Protecting Amelia. Surviving.But suddenly because they call themselves ‘royalty,’ I’m supposed to care?Please.Joe kept staring at me, silently begging me to drop the gun. I let it slide down my arm and rested it against my hip, not because he asked, but because I didn’
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Chapter: Chapter 143Clara’s POV “Number three,” I said, leaning back in the chair and letting a slow smile spread across my face, “Amelia is carrying your child. And you won’t want your child calling his brother ‘father.’”A small laugh escaped my lips, sharp and cruel.The king froze. His eyes moved from my face to the document in his hand, then back to me. His expression tightened, like he was fighting the urge to break something.Good. Let him struggle.I rested my elbows on the desk and looked directly into his eyes. “As much as I know you’re ruthless,” I said calmly, “you still won’t let your subjects die. But me? I don’t care about the people. I’m not some hero.” I shrugged. “I only care about myself. And if I’m dying, I don’t mind taking everyone with me. At least in hell, I’ll have some company.”Joe flinched at my words. The king’s jaw clenched again.“My king, people are dying,” Joe said quietly. “You don’t have a choice here.”I nodded in Joe’s direction, swirling the last drop of scotch in m
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Chapter: Chapter 142Clara’s POVI didn’t bother knocking when I reached the king’s office. I pushed the heavy door open and walked inside like the room belonged to me. The moment the door slammed against the wall, both men inside stopped talking.The king sat behind his large black desk, his fingers steepled together. Joe stood in front of him, a serious look on his face, as always. They were clearly having a private conversation, something deep and important… but I didn’t care.Joe’s eyes widened. “This is the king’s office. You can’t just barge in without knocking.”I raised an eyebrow and walked farther in, my boots clicking loudly on the marble floor. “And I’m the queen,” I said calmly. “I have every right to enter wherever I want.”The king’s jaw tensed. “Joe, leave us.”Joe nodded slowly and turned to leave, but I stretched out my arm, stopping him.“No. Joe stays.” I walked toward the bar cabinet at the side of the room. “I have something to discuss with both of you.”I picked up the crystal decan
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Chapter: Chapter 141CLARA’S POV I stormed into my room, my mind still burning with anger from the dining room. I didn’t even shut the door gently, I slammed it so hard the walls shook a little. I was trying to breathe, trying to calm myself, trying not to put a dagger through someone’s skull. But the moment the door opened behind me, my annoyance doubled.Amelia walked in with the same level of anger I had, maybe even more. Her eyes were red. Her jaw was tight. She marched right up to me like I owed her blood.“So you’re getting married to the king?” she snapped. “Is that why you asked me to leave? Just because you know I love him, you now want him too? Is this some jealousy shit?”I didn’t even bother looking at her. I was busy searching through the stack of papers on my table for the document Fiona said she left for me earlier.“Not everything is about you, Amelia,” I said calmly. “If you don’t mind, please leave. I have something to take care of.”She scoffed loudly, her voice shaking.“I thought we
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Seducing Mr. Werewolf
Abigail is a human, whom dreamt about having a fairy tale life, she didn’t want a man in her life, she hated men, she didn’t want to be the type that was tie down by a man, neither did she believe in love.
All she wanted was a child, she wanted to be a single mother.
Damian is a werewolf, a species he was force to become, after his encounter with a mysterious werewolf, he was ruthless but loving, every full moon he was forced to turn into a wolf, not having control of what he do or people he kills.
All he wanted was to live a human life and fall in love.
They were two different species, a human and a werewolf.
Abigail went to a bar in search of a man to have a one night stand with, she wanted a man to get her pregnant, so she could be the single mother she always wanted to be.
As faith could have it, she bumped into Damian, and both of them had a one nightstand, unknown to her, that the person she had a one night stand with wasn’t a human, but a werewolf.
When she found out she was pregnant, she took a flight and left the country.
What will happen when she finds out that the child growing in her womb isn’t human?
What will happen when faith brings two of them (Abigail and Damian) back together?
Find out by reading….
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Chapter: Chapter 97ABIGAIL’s POVGuilt gnawed at me, its sharp claws tearing at my conscience. The memory of Damian’s pleading eyes haunted me, but every time I tried to focus on him, my thoughts drifted back to Bastian. The way he made me feel, the fire he ignited within me, was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.I wandered aimlessly through the halls, lost in a fog of confusion and regret. But as the night wore on, guilt began to mingle with another, more primal feeling—a longing I couldn’t suppress. Bastian’s words echoed in my mind, challenging me, stirring something deep inside.Without fully understanding why, I found myself outside his door. My hand trembled as I reached for the handle, my heart pounding in my chest. I pushed it open and stepped inside, my resolve wavering.Bastian looked up from where he sat, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before it melted into a knowing smile. “Couldn’t stay away, could you?”I hesitated for a moment, then crossed the room in a few quick strides, my
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Chapter: Chapter 96Meanwhile, Damian paced the hallways of the house, his mind in turmoil. The confrontation with Abigail had left him shaken. He had hoped that bringing her and Zion back to the house would mend the rift between them, but Bastian’s brutal honesty had only widened it.Damian couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. Abigail’s anger and hurt were palpable, and he knew he needed to find a way to make things right. He decided to check on her, hoping to find a moment of calm to talk things through.As he approached Bastian’s room, he heard muffled voices and his heart sank. He recognized Abigail’s voice, but the tone was different—soft, intimate. He pushed open the door slightly and his worst fears were confirmed.There, on Bastian’s bed, were Abigail and his brother, locked in a passionate embrace. The sight of them together sent a wave of rage and betrayal crashing over him. He wanted to storm in, to tear them apart, but he knew it would only make things worse.Damian backed awa
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Chapter: Chapter 95ABIGAIL POVI tried to pull away, but the fire in his eyes and the heat of his touch made it difficult. “Bastian, I can’t—”He silenced me with a kiss, his lips hungry and demanding. I struggled for a moment, my mind screaming that this was wrong, but my body betrayed me, responding to his touch.“Bastian, we can’t do this,” I whispered, breaking the kiss.He looked at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Why not? You deserve to feel good, Abigail. Let go, just this once.”I hesitated, torn between my loyalty to Damian and the burning need I felt. Bastian’s hands roamed my body, igniting a fire within me that I couldn’t extinguish.“Please, Abigail,” he murmured against my neck. “Let me make you forget, just for tonight.”The sound of his voice, the feel of his hands, it all became too much. My resolve crumbled, and I surrendered to the moment. Bastian lifted me onto the bed, his touch gentle yet insistent.As he undressed me, I felt a mix of guilt and anticipation. I knew this was wrong,
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Chapter: Chapter 94As the months passed, the wounds of betrayal began to heal, albeit slowly. Abigail and I worked tirelessly to rebuild our relationship, and though it was never easy, our love for each other and for Zion gave us the strength to persevere.Margaret, sensing that her influence over me had waned, became increasingly bitter and isolated. She no longer held the power she once did, and her attempts to come between us grew more desperate and transparent.One evening, as the sun set over our home, Abigail and I sat on the porch, watching Zion play in the yard. There was a sense of peace that had been missing for so long, and for the first time in months, I felt a glimmer of hope.“Damian,” Abigail said softly, her hand resting on mine. “I know we’ve been through so much, and I know that things will never be exactly the same. But I want you to know that I see the effort you’re making, and I appreciate it.”I turned to her, my heart swelling with gratitude. “Abigail, I love you more than anythin
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Chapter: Chapter 93The days that followed were a blur of guilt and despair. Abigail refused to speak to me, and Zion’s once-bright eyes were filled with confusion and hurt. The trust and love that had bound us together seemed irreparably damaged.Margaret, ever the opportunist, tried to seize the moment to draw me closer. But every touch, every whisper, only served to remind me of the betrayal I had committed.“Damian,” she purred one evening, her hand tracing circles on my chest. “We could be happy together. We could start anew.”I pushed her away, my voice filled with anger and regret. “This isn’t what I want, Margaret. I made a terrible mistake, and I need to fix it.”Her eyes flashed with anger. “Fix it? How? Abigail will never forgive you.”“Maybe not,” I said, standing up. “But I have to try. I love her and Zion more than anything. What happened between us was a mistake.”Margaret’s face twisted with rage. “You’re a fool, Damian. She’ll never take you back.”“Maybe,” I replied, my resolve hardenin
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Chapter: Chapter 92The weeks that followed our victory over the witches were tense. The fragile peace in our household was constantly under threat, and Margaret seemed to be at the center of it. Her presence was a constant reminder of the past and the dangers we still faced. But beneath her cold exterior, she harbored a burning desire—a desire for me that had never faded.One evening, as Abigail and Zion slept soundly, I found myself alone in the study, the weight of recent events heavy on my mind. The door creaked open, and Margaret stepped in, her eyes glinting with a predatory gaze.“Damian,” she said softly, her voice like velvet. “You seem troubled.”I looked up, my guard momentarily lowered. “Just thinking about everything that’s happened. The witches, the artifact, the danger we’re still in.”Margaret moved closer, her movements smooth and deliberate. “You carry so much on your shoulders. It’s not fair.”I sighed, rubbing my temples. “It’s my responsibility. I have to protect Abigail and Zion.”S
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