Kiss My Corpse

Kiss My Corpse

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Just because I forget to bring my mate's lover back—leaving her alone in the wilderness for three hours—he flies into a rage and throws me into an abandoned well in the desolate countryside. "You need to experience the torment that Belinda was put through." The well is deep and narrow, forcing me to curl up in my wolf form. I struggle to breathe. I plead for mercy and beg for forgiveness. However, all he does is tell me off icily. "Stay there and repent for your sins. You'll only understand the dignity required of a Luna once you learn your lesson from this." He orders his men to seal the well with a large boulder. I let out anguished howls and roars as I claw my way upward. However, I only fall back down over and over again. The walls of the well are covered in my claw marks. I continue like this until I can't make a sound through my parched throat. … Half a month later, my mate's heart softens when he sees the birthday gift I've prepared in advance for him. He decides to end my punishment. Unbeknownst to him, worms and snakes have already gnawed my body beyond recognition at the bottom of the well.

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When Connor Turner saw the craftsman's gift, a thought crossed his mind—he hadn't seen me in a while. "Strange. Clara hasn't come to cause trouble lately. Did she finally learn her place?""Exactly. She was spoiled rotten. A little suffering will do her good."His warrior, Duncan Dixon, hesitated before speaking cautiously. "Alpha, Luna… she's still in that well."Connor's pen stilled for a fraction of a second, then resumed as if the words meant nothing. "I assumed she'd had enough by now. Let her reflect a little longer."Duncan looked troubled. "She hasn't made a sound for days. And there's a terrible stench coming from down the well. Do you want to check on her?"Connor remained indifferent. "She's probably faking it—pretending to be all pitiful so we'd let her out. Someone like her would do anything to survive. She's likely already skinned and eaten the venomous snakes in there. With all that blood and rot, no wonder it reeks."Duncan wanted to say more, but Connor cut him o...

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14 Chapters
Chapter 1
When Connor Turner saw the craftsman's gift, a thought crossed his mind—he hadn't seen me in a while. "Strange. Clara hasn't come to cause trouble lately. Did she finally learn her place?""Exactly. She was spoiled rotten. A little suffering will do her good."His warrior, Duncan Dixon, hesitated before speaking cautiously. "Alpha, Luna… she's still in that well."Connor's pen stilled for a fraction of a second, then resumed as if the words meant nothing. "I assumed she'd had enough by now. Let her reflect a little longer."Duncan looked troubled. "She hasn't made a sound for days. And there's a terrible stench coming from down the well. Do you want to check on her?"Connor remained indifferent. "She's probably faking it—pretending to be all pitiful so we'd let her out. Someone like her would do anything to survive. She's likely already skinned and eaten the venomous snakes in there. With all that blood and rot, no wonder it reeks."Duncan wanted to say more, but Connor cut him o
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Chapter 2
Belinda's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, though she was quick to mask it with a delicate sigh. "Alpha, you don't have to do this. I never wanted her to be punished. If you keep going, Luna will end up blaming me."Connor's tone was unwavering. "She wouldn't dare. Don't worry. After this, she'll think twice before acting out again—unless she wants to find herself back in that well."She's always been so proud. But after being trapped down there, forced to relieve herself like an animal… I doubt she'd ever risk this punishment again."So he knew. He knew my pride was everything, yet he chose to strip it from me, to hand me the most degrading death imaginable. My carefully maintained nails raked against the jagged stone walls as I tried to climb. But the moment my fingers grazed the edge, the guards shoved me back down. Then Connor ordered the well to be sealed, preventing any rainwater from reaching the depths, effectively guaranteeing my thirst.Weak and shaking, I stood in the
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Chapter 3
Connor's so-called righteous fury on Belinda's behalf was nothing short of ridiculous.Just two weeks ago, I had led a trading convoy to negotiate with a neighboring pack. Because of my status as Luna, they treated me with the utmost respect, which clearly didn't sit well with Belinda.She cornered me when no one was looking, her voice dripping with venom. "So what if you're Luna? The Alpha doesn't even care about you."I didn't bother responding. I simply brushed past her and climbed into my carriage.Yet, unexpectedly, she was unwilling to travel in the slightly worn-down mule cart. Consequently, she was left behind in the wilderness.By the time Connor and his men found her, a giant eagle had its talons wrapped around her. She was battered, trembling, barely clinging to life. With a breath as fragile as a dying ember, she whispered, "I only ever wanted to admire you from afar, Alpha. I never imagined even that would be taken from me. I just hope Luna will take good care of yo
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Chapter 4
I watched Connor closely, searching his face for the slightest trace of regret.But all I saw was mild annoyance. "What did you say?" His voice was cold, distant. "Clara is dead?"Duncan kept his head lowered, not daring to meet Connor's gaze. "Yes… Luna… she was trapped in that well for over ten days. No food, no water… she… she didn't make it."Connor scoffed, as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke. "Oh, she's still bluffing. Fine. If she's really dead, then call the priest for a ritual. Toss her corpse into the sea and let her see where playing dead gets her."His cruelty sickened me. I desperately sought to elevate my soul, to distance myself from him. However, an unseen tether held me fast, dragging me inexorably back.And then I realized—the force binding me wasn't Connor himself, but the wolf-spirit bracelet he wore.The bracelet, woven from wolf bone and silver thread, was an ancient relic of my father. More than that, it was the token of love I had once given
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Chapter 5
Connor's lips curled into a mocking smirk. "You really think she'd die that easily? I know better than anyone how tough she is."Belinda laughed, her voice dripping with amusement. "That's right. Our Luna is the kind of woman who could stomach a live snake. She may have gone days without food or water, but I believe she'll survive."The gathered maids giggled at the remark, but Connor's smile faltered for just a second.Watching his expression stiffened, I felt a flicker of satisfaction. "So, you do feel a little guilty after all."I remembered the day when Connor had been captured in a battle against the rogues. To save him, I infiltrated their base camp alone. By the time I reached his cell, I was bleeding, barely standing. But when our eyes met, there was no mistaking the shock and gratitude in his gaze. We disguised ourselves as low-ranking rogue soldiers, blending in to make our escape. It might have worked—until the rogues handed out food—snakes and centipedes—still raw,
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Chapter 6
A chill ran down Connor's spine, his hair standing on end as he stumbled back in disbelief."Who… Who put this disgusting thing in the well?" His chest heaved, each breath sharp and ragged. "Where's Clara? Find her! Does she think she can escape punishment by tossing a fake corpse down there? Bring her to me now!"I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of his words. My body was right there. Where exactly did he expect to find me?"Alpha… Luna is truly dead. Her corpse is already decomposing…""Lies! Do you take me for a fool?" Connor roared, drawing his sword in a fit of rage. And in one swift motion, he cut down the warrior who had spoken, his head hitting the ground with a sickening thud."If anyone else dares conspire with Luna in this deception, you'll share his fate!" His golden eyes burned with a dangerous gleam as he turned to his warriors. "I don't care what it takes. Find her!"Connor ordered the well to be sealed shut with iron and sent out his best trackers and hou
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Chapter 7
Aside from that brief moment when Connor saw my ring and let his sorrow slip through, he never showed grief again. Life went on as usual. He worked, he led, he ruled—unshaken, as if nothing had changed.But old habits betrayed him when he returned to the castle we'd once shared. He would instinctively reach back to hand off his coat, calling my name—only to be met with silence.Then, realizing I wasn't there, a flicker of confusion would cross his face before he recovered, as if the moment never happened.When the Blackclaw Pack's festival approached, his warriors brought him reports on the supplies and preparations. Frustrated, he waved them off. "Just let Luna handle it. Don't bother me with this."Then, seeing their hesitant silence, that same confusion flickered again. I understood his reaction all too well. When my father died in battle, I reacted the same way. There was only numbness, a strange sense of detachment whenever his name was mentioned. It wasn't until it happ
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Chapter 8
When Connor finally accepted that I would never return, he drowned himself in alcohol.Sometimes, in his drunken stupor, he would curse my name, calling me a cruel woman for how I had treated Belinda.But more often, he would scream for me, stumbling into the ice chamber where my corpse was kept, pressing desperate kisses against my decaying flesh.Even I, the owner of that body, found it revolting.When his drinking began interfering with his duties, the elders could no longer stand idly by. They summoned Belinda, hoping she could pull him from his downward spiral.She arrived just in time to witness the nightmare—Connor clutching my rotting corpse in his arms. Her face turned deathly pale. A gag tore from her throat, and she doubled over, retching. "Alpha, what are you doing?"But Connor didn't respond. He just held onto me, drinking like the world outside no longer mattered.Belinda lingered at the entrance, horror flickering across her face. But after a long hesitation,
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Chapter 9
Seeing Connor like this, Belinda's expression flickered with panic. She forced a smile and quickly changed the subject. She said, "You're just too kind-hearted. Even though you didn't love Luna, she was still your mate. It's only natural that her death would affect you."But I know you'll move past this soon… because you don't love Luna."Each word was deliberate. Calculated. Like a drowning man clinging to driftwood, Connor seized onto her reassurance. He echoed, "Yes… Yes, you're right. I don't love her. I couldn't have killed someone I loved."After several repetitions, Connor regained his composure. With Belinda by his side, he left the ice chamber and returned to the rhythms of his daily life.That day, Connor returned to his duties and rode along the pack's borders with his warriors when a sudden and powerful force crashed down on them—a presence so immense that the air itself seemed to shudder beneath its weight. His head snapped up.A group of warriors strode toward hi
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Chapter 10
Harold's voice was low, like distant thunder, as he pressed the tip of his dagger against Connor's throat. "Clara's life must be paid for with your blood."Connor was caught off guard. He barely had time to raise his arm in defense before Harold struck again, his attacks relentless as a storm. Blow after blow forced Connor back. "You promised me," Harold growled, his voice laced with fury. "You swore you'd give Clara eternal happiness, and because of that promise, I helped you kill your two brothers!"There was a collective gasp from the crowd. Connor's two older brothers had died under mysterious circumstances. For years, their deaths had been called an accident, an unfortunate twist of fate. But now, Harold had shattered that illusion, revealing that Connor had orchestrated their deaths."Harold, stop making things up!" Connor barked, desperately dodging another strike.The next moment, Harold lunged, his claws a deadly arc targeting Connor's throat. Though he managed to def
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