Chapter: Chapter 201Amelia’s POV I folded the last dress and placed it gently inside my bag.Everything felt strange, like I was packing up someone else’s life.Like I was leaving behind a version of myself that no longer existed.The door opened behind me.“Where are you going?” the king asked quietly.I turned to face him. His eyes looked tired, darker than before, like he had not slept in days.“Back to my room,” I said. “I can’t keep staying here. It’s… not right. I was Klaus’s wife. Sleeping in your room will bring unnecessary gossip from people.”He hesitated, as if he wanted to argue. His jaw tightened, then he nodded.“Okay.”I smiled faintly, grateful he did not stop me.I walked down the long hallway alone, my footsteps echoing. The palace felt colder than usual. Every corner reminded me of things I wished I could forget.Klaus is dead, I reminded myself.There is no reason to go back to the room we shared.So I returned to the room I had before everything changed.My old room.The moment I st
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Chapter: Chapter 200Clara’s POVI slowly opened my eyes.Cold stone. Rusted iron. Darkness.“That stupid king…” I muttered weakly. “He really locked me up in this dirty dungeon.”My whole body ached as I pushed myself into a sitting position. My head was spinning, my vision still blurry. I didn’t know how long I had been unconscious, minutes, hours, or days. There were no windows, no light, no sound except dripping water somewhere in the distance.No time.I stood up slowly, scanning my surroundings. Thick chains hung from the walls. The floor was damp. The air smelled like mold and old blood.So this was my cage.Just then, heavy footsteps echoed down the corridor.I turned and my heart hardened.The king.He stood outside the iron bars, his face cold, unreadable.“Oh,” I said with a bitter smile. “You came to visit your wife in the dungeon. I would offer you a glass of wine, but as you can see, there’s no wine in this lovely place.”He didn’t reply.Instead, he threw a folded document through the bars.
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Chapter: Chapter 199Clara’s POVI arrived back at the palace wearing the same outfit I had left in, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. The moment I stepped inside, something felt wrong.Guards poured in from every direction, surrounding me in a tight circle, weapons raised, faces cold and unreadable.“What is the meaning of this?” I demanded, my voice sharp with authority and anger.No one answered.I took a step forward. They blocked my path.Another step. Steel shifted.My jaw tightened.Just then, Joe walked in from behind them.“Joe,” I snapped, “what is the meaning of this nonsense? Why am I being surrounded like a criminal? Are you all trying to rebel against your queen?”For the first time, Joe didn’t bow. Didn’t avert his eyes. He looked at me like I was already condemned.“Medusa,” he said firmly, “the king ordered us to take you into custody. It’s best you cooperate.”The world froze.Medusa.The word hit me like lightning straight through my spine. My breath caught, my heart s
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Chapter: Chapter 198The King’s POVI stood frozen for a moment, my mind spinning faster than I could comprehend. Clara… Medusa. My wife. The assassin. The shadow that had haunted the kingdom for years, responsible for untold deaths and chaos. And she had been under my roof this entire time. Sleeping in the same bed, sharing meals, laughing, pretending to be something she was not.I laughed, a hollow, bitter laugh that echoed in the empty hallway. How could I have been so blind? So foolish? The thought of the danger I had unknowingly let into my life, into my palace, made my stomach twist. Every memory, every smile, every argument with her… it all suddenly felt like a mask hiding sharp fangs.Joe appeared at that moment, sensing something was wrong.“My king, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” he asked, his voice full of concern. I could hear him clearly, but my mind had locked onto a single thought.“Clara is Medusa,” I said, my voice low but trembling.Joe’s eyes went wide. “What?? How is that possible?”Shoc
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Chapter: Chapter 197Clara’s POVI walked into the private room with steady steps, the door closing softly behind me.Ethan was already seated on the couch opposite me, his posture tense, his hands clasped together like a man holding onto his last thread of hope. The dim lights reflected faintly off the black mask covering my face, hiding everything but my eyes.I sat down slowly, crossing my legs with calm precision.“Mr. Ethan Alexander,” I said coolly, my voice deliberately distorted. “What brings you here?”His eyes locked onto mine, sharp and desperate.“I need your help,” he said without hesitation.I studied him carefully, searching his face for even the slightest sign of recognition. Did he know? Was he suspicious? Or was he truly this desperate?“This is an assassination organization,” I replied flatly. “We don’t offer help. We offer services. And money comes first.”He didn’t argue.Instead, he leaned forward and reached down, pulling two large suitcases toward the table.“I’m ready to pay anyth
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Chapter: Chapter 196The King’s POVShe left.Just like that.I stood there, unmoving, watching through the tall glass windows as Clara stepped into her car and drove off without looking back. No hesitation. No second thoughts. Not even a glance in my direction.It shouldn’t have mattered. I was the one who asked for the divorce. I was the one who agreed to Amelia’s condition. This was supposed to be simple.But it wasn’t.Something felt wrong.Very wrong.A tight pressure settled in my chest, the same feeling I got right before a war or a betrayal. My instincts, sharpened by years of ruling, killing, and surviving, were screaming at me.This wasn’t just Clara going out to blow off steam.This was something else.“My king.”Joe’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. He had walked up beside me, his gaze briefly following the direction Clara’s car had disappeared.“The elders are gathered in the throne room,” he said. “They’re waiting for you.”I frowned. “Why are they gathered? It’s two in the morning. Who
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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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