The Alpha's Bride
" What about her?" His inquire came out softly and lazy.
Ayla's eyes suddenly contracted fiercely and rolled to her brain! She thought she might collapse any moment from now!
No! She can't be known! Her identity can't be revealed! The senior nun must not reveal my identity!
" Errr......that's Ayla, the wolfslayer's daughter."
Damn!
The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point and Alpha Darius felt his lips twitched for a second.
He looked back at the senior nun, snapping his brows coldly and back at Ayla, whose legs was already trembling violently.
" You mean Morgan and Arnold's daughter?"
He hissed, finding it hard to believe.
" Yes." The senior nun replied. " We found her not too long when her father was set ablaze."
Darius unexpectedly chuckled dryly, and his eyes lowered.
" The slayer's daughter hun?"
He approached Ayla even closer, gazing at her keenly like she was his prey and he lifted her chin, allowing her nervous dim eyes to met his.
" Then, I guess my bride is in front of me."
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A war was coming and it is predicted there might be no survivors.
With this, Darius, a heartless, dangerous and crazy Alpha king of the Crimson moon, who was feared by all, set to get a bride who would give him an heir.
Their pack was cursed, making it impossible.
This led them to a downtown church, where ladies are sold like slaves and nuns, to seek bride.
However, he encountered the least person he thought!
The daughter of the wolves slayer's?
This was going to be fun!
But would something change between Ayla's hatred for the wolves and Darius vengeance on Ayla?
What would fate write for them?