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CHAPTER 13: THE CURSED PRINCE

ZANDER'S POV

As much as I try to keep a low profile, people really get on my nerves with stupid shit they do… like planning to kidnap my mate and use her as a sex slave and pack healer, for example.

My 'curse' was more of a blessing than a curse. But nobody would like to admit that behind my back.

Shadow Cove pack, a pack of rogues that I didn't see fit to even wipe the dust off my boots, a good for nothing pack that should have remained humble and insignificant, dared to desire my mate and for that, they will pay with their blood and pound of flesh.

It's time I teach them a lesson for desiring what's mine.

I planned for now to keep a low profile and just actively stalk her till I was ready to face her again, to face my brother again, to go on a rampage and devour some souls.

But people are just so annoying, sometimes, most times fucking predictable.

When I saw him approaching her, I could tell immediately that he was of no good, and then I spotted the red glow in his eyes.

I don't
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