Nadia’s POV Born a werewolf, I've never dreamed of marrying without love. Growing up as an orphan, my alpha uncle had taken me in, but he always seemed eager to marry me off to just anybody, as if I were a burden he couldn't wait to be rid of. The full moon cast eerie shadows on the walls as I sat in the dimly lit living room, nervously waiting for my uncle to arrive. The grandfather clock ticked ominously in the corner, heightening my anxiety with each passing second. My alpha uncle, Albert entered the room, his eyes filled with a menacing glint. The tension in the air was palpable as he sat down in the armchair opposite me, the leather creaking under his weight. "You know, I've been taking care of you ever since your parents passed away. You should be grateful for everything I've done for you," he voiced, the reason for his visit clearly stated in his tone. I swallowed hard, my throat feeling dry and constricted. I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread as I awaited his next wo
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