To live or to love

To live or to love

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In a world of warring werewolf packs, Aurora and Derek find themselves caught in a love that defies all odds. As the children of sworn enemies, their love is forbidden, and their loyalty to their families is constantly tested. When they discover the key to their families' survival lies in each other's hands, they are forced to navigate a dangerous and treacherous world to save the ones they love. Will their love be strong enough to overcome their fathers' feud, or will it be crushed under the weight of centuries of hatred? Find out in this thrilling and captivating werewolf romance novel.

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96 Chapters

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She was running. Aurora was running out of time, running out of patience. She fought against the urge to release her claws.“I want you now.” She moaned huskily, unable to take it anymore. He laughed and swayed her head to the other side. He teased his lips on the mark he had left there earlier on. They were laying on a queen sized bed in a room. The room was simple, a small wooden bookshelf filled to the brim was near the door. The walls were built of burnt mud which gave it a natural beauty while the door was pitch black. In the corner of the room was a queen sized bed that held a mound of covers. That mound of covers was in fact the impatient Aurora, lying next to her mate, Derek.“You are mine.” He said, looking directly into her eyes. His brown almond shaped eyes sparkled.“I am yours.” She said, nodding in affirmation. The wolf in her leaped in joy.*****The sun had just set behind the mountains, and the sky had turned into a beautiful shade of orange and pink. In the Gondar sq
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“Why did you mark her?” Ragnar asked immediately Derek entered the room. He was the Alpha of the Scorpion Zeal pack and also a Father to Derek.Ragnar was a tall, imposing figure, with broad shoulders and a thick beard. He was dressed in a fine silk robe, with gold embroidery and jewels adorning his cuffs and collar.His chambers were opulent and imposing, befitting of his status as the leader of the werewolf clan. The room was large and spacious, with high ceilings and ornate mouldings. The walls were covered in tapestries, each one telling the story of a great battle or heroic feat.The floor was covered in a thick, plush carpet that felt soft underfoot. In the centre of the room, there was a large four-poster bed, with silk sheets and a velvet canopy. The bed was adorned with gold and silver embroidery, and the pillows were plump and inviting.In one corner of the room, there was a small sitting area, with a comfortable sofa and several chairs arranged around a low table. The furni
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As she was escorted by the maids to her new room, she felt a mixture of emotions. She was excited about her new life as Derek's mate, but she couldn't help feeling a little nervous too. The maids opened the door, and Aurora stepped inside, taking a moment to take it all in."Oh, it's beautiful!" Aurora exclaimed, her eyes wide as she gazed around the room. "I can't believe this is all for me," she claimed humbly even when she had such luxury, even more nack in her pack.The maids beamed with pleasure, happy to see their new mistress so pleased with her surroundings. "We're glad you like it, my lady," one of them said with a smile. "Is there anything we can get for you before we go?"Aurora shook her head, still taking in the beauty of the room. "No, thank you. I just need a moment to myself."The maids curtsied and withdrew from the room, leaving Aurora alone to explore her new surroundings. She walked over to the dressing table and picked up one of the glass bottles, taking a whiff o
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The grandeur of the Royal dining hall waa breathtaking. The hall was an enormous room with a high ceiling, adorned with intricate murals and ornate chandeliers. A long mahogany table, large enough to accommodate 30 people, ran through the center of the room.The servants, dressed in their finest livery, moved swiftly and silently, placing silver platters and bowls filled with steaming food along the length of the table. The dishes were a feast for the senses: roasted meats, grilled fish, fresh fruits and vegetables, pastries, and loaves of bread.The dining set-up was majestic; the plates, glasses, and silverware were polished to a shine, and there were intricate floral arrangements and candles as table decor.Then Aurora approached the hall, accompanied by her maids. Aurora wore a beautiful, lavender-colored dress that flowed elegantly down to her ankles. The bodice of the dress was embroidered with delicate, silver thread, and her long hair was styled into loose waves that cascaded
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5.The room was damp and steamy, the warmth from the hot water mixed with a pungent scent of herbs and medicinal plants. A group of maids had gathered around a large wooden tub, their faces filled with worry as they looked on at the figure inside. She thrashed about in her restraints, her pale skin flushed red from exertion as she tried to break free. The maiden’s long dark hair was soaked in sweat, her eyes wide and wild with fear. It was clear that something wasn't quite right; she had been infected by the dreaded blue blade disease which caused violent outbursts and aggression towards those near her. The women worked carefully but quickly, pouring buckets of warm water over the maiden's body and scrubbing at it with a soft cloth. They spoke in hushed tones as they worked, trying to soothe her despite her struggles against their grip. One of the maids ran a wet brush through the girl’s hair, gently massaging shampoo into it before rinsing it out. Another one applied a thick paste
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6. Ragnar lay still on his bed, feeling the prick of the acupuncture needles being placed into his skin. As the treatment continued, the room was filled with a strong aroma of burning incense. The sweet and slightly woody fragrance of sandalwood and the sharp, earthy scent of mugwort mixed together to create a heady and calming atmosphere. The incense smoke lazily spiraled up from the small burner placed in the corner of the room, casting a hazy glow over the space.The acupuncturist, a small and wiry man, worked with great care and precision, moving deftly around the bed as he placed the thin, delicate needles into Ragnar's skin. As each needle was inserted, there was a brief moment of sharpness, followed by a dull, throbbing ache that radiated outwards. But as the acupuncturist worked, Ragnar began to feel a sense of deep relaxation wash over him, as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.The soft rustle of the acupuncturist's robes mixed with the gentle tinkling of t
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7.The woman in the dark veil stood before the altar in the dimly lit cave, chanting incantations under her breath. Her hands moved deftly over the various jars, mixing the ingredients for the potion she was making. The scent of herbs and spices filled the air, and the light of the candles flickered on the walls.As she worked, she muttered to herself in a language that was ancient and arcane, and seemed to come from a time long forgotten. Her movements were slow and deliberate, as if she were performing a sacred dance.Suddenly, the woman paused in her chanting, and looked up as if she had sensed something. She turned her head slightly, listening intently to the silence of the cave. After a moment, she shook her head, and returned to her work.The potion she was making was for a very specific purpose, and it required a delicate touch. She had to get the proportions of the various ingredients just right, or the potion would be ineffective. But the woman was skilled in the ways of magi
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8. Aurora's heart was pounding in her chest as she ran through the dense woods. Her bare feet thudded against the cold, hard ground, and her breath came in short gasps as she tried to outrun the man on the horse behind her. The branches of trees clawed at her skin, and the damp earth clung to her dress, weighing her down.She had been running for what seemed like hours. The trees towered above her, casting dark shadows on the ground. The only sound was her own ragged breathing and the pounding of the horse's hooves. Aurora knew that she was no match for the horse, but she couldn't stop running. She had to keep moving, keep running, and never look back.Her dress caught on a branch, causing her to stumble and almost fall. She managed to catch herself and keep running, but her breathing became even more ragged. She glanced back over her shoulder and saw the man on the horse, gaining on her. He was getting closer with each passing second, and Aurora knew that she was running out of time
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9. Miranda stood at the entrance of the palace, a sense of anticipation filling her veins. Her journey to the palace had been long and tiring, but she had to see Aurora. The guard at the entrance examined her from head to toe before nodding in approval and leading her through the courtyard.As she walked, she made sure to take in the beauty of the palace. The tall and imposing walls were made of white stones, and the courtyard was adorned with various types of flowers, with a fountain at the center of it all. The trees that lined the courtyard were lush and green, and the leaves rustled gently in the wind.Miranda’s outfit was that of a typical witch from the Shadows Covens. Her black dress clung to her curves and was adorned with various gemstones that sparkled in the light. She had a cloak draped over her shoulders, and her long black hair cascaded down her back. Her eyes, which were a piercing green, were lined with kohl, and her lips were painted a deep red.The guard led her to
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10.Miranda's head was pounding and her vision was blurry as she slowly regained consciousness. Her eyes struggled to adjust to the dimly lit room, but as they refocused, she was able to take in her surroundings. She realized she was still bound to the chair and was in what looked like a storage room. The walls were lined with shelves filled with various tools and equipment, and the only source of light came from a small lamp on a nearby table. The room had a musty smell, and the air was stale and damp.As Miranda's eyes traveled around the room, they finally landed on Derek, who was sitting in front of her with a grim expression on his face. He looked up as he noticed her stirring and stood up, walking over to her."Good, you're finally awake," he said in a tone that dripped with sarcasm.Miranda groaned in response, still feeling groggy and disoriented. "Where am I?" she asked, her voice raspy."You're in a safe place," Derek replied, his tone still tinged with hostility.Miranda r
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