His Pretend Mate Bride

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

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

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

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

CRUZ’S POV. A bead of sweat rolled down my face, and numbers rolled off my tongue inaudibly.“Thirty-Six.” I counted as I continued with my push-up.I still found it hard to push the day’s incident aside. Even after years of his death, my monster of a Father still had this terrible effect on me. He still managed to bring out the other side of me. For a minute I saw his face right on Eleanor’s, his lips parted slightly with a devilish smirk on his face. The one he used to have on every time before he landed his long wipe on my back, its body filled with thorns that would pierce right into my skin and scrape some off.“You need to let how to control your emotions as the future ruler of this kingdom.” He would say every time a drop of tears fell down my cheek and land another wipe on my back till I can take it no more and eventually go silent.My fingers curled into fists in anger. This kingdom and its people had robbed me of my childhood moments all because I had to be a good King for