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CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
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His Pretend Mate Bride EPILOGUE
AUTHOR’S POVEleanor held her baby cot as she watched the little Ivy sleep so soundly. A bright smile curled up her lips. Her once-heavy heart becomes lighter with time. Her eyes darted from Ivy towards where Nimah and Dante were playing.It had been weeks since they got to the palace. Two days since their wedding. Since they walked down the aisle and exchanged beautiful vows, since she and Cruz had decided to adopt Dante During the visit to the Farms, Eleanor had stumbled on him looking sad and dirty. After minutes of persuading him, he finally confessed that JoJo, his little sister, had died.The news had made Eleanor’s heart clench tight because she knew how lonely it would feel for him. She immediately took it upon herself to tell Cruz, and he was more than excited to have another child.She rolled the beautiful ring on her finger, and a smile parted her lips. She loved him so much. She was glad that they ended up together after everything.“How is my little princess doing?” She he
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER ONE
ELEANOR’S POV.“You are joking, right?” I said, my voice trembling as I wished that she was joking. I didn't want to believe that she meant what she said.“I’m pregnant for Lucien. We love ourselves, so please let us be!” Diana repeated, her voice raising a bit, but all I did was laugh dryly.I knew she had to be joking. This had to be it. This had to be like the other days we would play and tease one another. It had to be all for fun.Because if not, how the hell then did my only sister end up pregnant for my lover? When and how did that happen?“Tell me you are joking, please.” I pleaded, tears starting to well up in my eyes.My legs were starting to lose control of themselves. I could feel my world crumbling down. My body was visibly shaking. My hands twitched and moved in their way. “This isn't a joke, little sister. Lucien and I love each other.” She informed, her voice firm and cool. She didn't look bothered or remorseful. Neither did she sound like she hated herself.For som
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER TWO.
ELEANOR’S POV. I tried to open my eyes but couldn’t as my head reeled badly, my body sore from the everyday run and hunt for food.Ahhhhh!.I heard a scream, so painful and deafening to the ear. I brought my right palm closer to my forehead to feel my temperature and paused, my hand hurting and hanging midway. I felt something strapped around my right wrist and tried to wave it off with my left to find out it was the same. I quickly tore my eyes apart and gasped, the sight in front of me sending shivers through my spine. The whole place was dark, so dark that the only lights visible were those emanating from the fires sitting in the sticks on the wall. I looked around to figure out where I was since I remember vividly passing out in the woods.But this wasn’t the woods. It was like I had teleported somewhere else or maybe to the past where slavery was rampant, or maybe this was a bad dream I was stuck in.I heard the loud screech again; this time, I could make out where it was com
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER THEEE
ELEANOR’S POV.“Bring them all out here!” I heard one of the guards roar. Everywhere was getting loud and noisy. Everyone mutters and says words to themselves, toppling over each other as one tries to outlive the other.The hefty guards walked in and started to drag everyone out, a long wipe in their hands. A wipe was so long and scary that I felt swallow a lump of saliva that quickly gathered in my mouth. My heart beat fast.I was scared. I had no idea what my fate was to look like.“Pull every single one of them out.” I heard him say again in his hoarse masculine voice. I couldn't see him from where I was. However, I could see the guards losing the chains from the ground to connect them. Their hands and legs were locked together.My heart beat fast as I watched every slave they released being pushed out of the cell, then walked off by the guards.Soon it was my turn. My eyes were glued to him as he bent down to do the same to me. A strong smell hit my nose, emanating from his Brow
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FOUR.
CRUZ’S POV. I was, sitting in the back of the car with a strange yet beautiful-looking she-wolf directly opposite me. What had pushed me into this was simple, the Kingdom’s desperation to have a Luna.Why did I let their wants and need to get to me?Because...well, I had no idea.Maybe because I was their Alpha.Or maybe I needed closure.I don't know.I heaved out a soft sigh as I tried not to look away from the space I stared ahead. I could feel her hesitation. She didn't want to be here, and that was obvious. I lacked any form of sympathy for her, so I wasn't interested in her story or how she got there. All I cared about was giving my Wolves a Luna.When I heard of the slave trade in the Black Market, I came up with an idea, and I knew I had to give it a shot.So here I was, with a she-wolf I was starting to doubt would fit into the status. Maybe I should have gone for a more classy she-wolf.But no, I wanted someone I could control. About fifteen minutes into the drive, I decid
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIVE.
ELEANOR’S POV. I could hardly believe my sight accuracy the second it landed on this beautiful stranger staring back at me in the mirror. She looked like me but was me. She didn't look anything like the usual me.“I'm sure your husband will like this.” The she-wolf with the Blond hair said, but I responded with nothing as I pinned my lips firmly.I wasn't sure of what to say. Should I call him my Master or my Pretend Alpha?He bought me, after all.“You good?” She said after some seconds, her eyes accessing me as though she was trying to read me like a book.I thought of telling her my predicament, but no thank you. What was she going to do about it? Ask me to run away.I had no one out there waiting for me, and I had nowhere to go.“I’m fine,” I responded and sent her a smile bright enough for her to believe me. She returned the smile.“We should leave now,” I informed them, not wanting her to ask me more questions.She nodded gently, and we walked out of the room.I saw him move
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER SIX.
ELEANOR’S POV. I felt this nasty sting up in my nostrils, and it was acrid. Sulfur mixed with smoke. There was a sizzling sound; it smelled like burnt beef, smelt like horror, like fear mixed with the stench of burnt hair and the smell of coagulated blood. I could hear their screams and wails so vividly in my head as they crawled away from the fire that was already burning half of their bodies.The smell was sickening, but my fear made me want to puke more. I could almost feel the taste of their horrors in the back of my mouth.I tried searching for my family amidst my blurry eyes, but I couldn't find them. There was no sight of them amongst the others, which made my heartbeat rate quicken. Were they dead? Maybe slaughtered by the Raiders. By the evil monsters who had invaded our innocent little town to bestow their wrath on it and maybe capture some enslaved Wolves.“Stay here, and don't come out.” My Mother said, bent down to place a gentle kiss on my forehead. She turned to look
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER SEVEN.
CRUZ’S POV. I pick up the fork and bring it close to my mouth only to place it back on the plate. I wasn’t interested in the food, plus I haven’t been eating much ever since the incident—the incident I didn’t want to go back to. I have tried to conceal that part of me from everyone. I lift my eyes off the plate to land on her, her eyes running over her dress. I heard her mutter ‘thank you’ to Servant Rose even though I had explicitly asked her not to speak to anyone without my permission. I had my reason. I was going to reprimand her again, but I choose not to. She shivered a little more and settled on the chair, her eyes glued to the table as though she was scared to look my way as if I was some monster, which I liked. I wanted her to fear me because I needed that leash on her to control her.“We have a meeting in thirty minutes,” I informed her, my eyes now on my plate. “Dish some food for her,” I order no one in particular, and one of the maids stepped forward to carry it out, t
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- His Pretend Mate Bride EPILOGUE
- His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
- His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
- His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN
- His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX.
- His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE
- His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR
- His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE
- His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO
