All Chapters of His Human Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

KLAIREI am getting married to the man I had never seen before.I heard rumors that my so-called-fiancé was a monster. Maybe if I wasn’t the one to get married here, I might have laughed at what I heard.I doesn’t believe in ghosts, or supernatural creatures. Nana Rosa said that those creatures are not real. She said it was just made to scare children to go to bed early at night.But it is not in that sense that Mr. Sanvictores is called a monster.He is likened to a monster because of his cruelty. The entire town of San Carlos allegedly belongs to the Sanvictores. It’s next to San Vicente, where we live.No one can enter the town of San Carlos except the people who live there. The place is mysterious to neighboring towns. Many speculations are spreading. Suspicions have no sufficient basis. The town of San Carlos is said to be a place of monsters, so no one can enter there, or if there is, no one can get out yet.“You’re such a lucky girl, Klaire!” Jane exclaimed cheerfully, but the

I can be compared to a doll. No feelings, no life. Everything I do is based on their instructions. While I was getting ready for my wedding, which was just a few hours away, I was mesmerised by the absence. I'm dressed in a snow-white wedding gown with a long train. Featuring long sleeves and a turtleneck with Swarovski crystals, this wedding gown is really stunning. The form is both elegant and conservative. I truly like it. Although my wedding gown was conservative in style, I soon realised that my father had chosen it specifically for its ability to cover the scars and bruises I had received from torturing. Today is the big day of my life: my wedding day. I am capable of leaving this residence in the care of my family. I was never considered to be one of them. My family instilled in me the ability to be worse than an animal. In the chance that I manage to escape this horrifying place, I will be sent to yet another horrifying surroundings. If one is wounded by someone who is no

Mr. Sanvictores brought me outside the small churchyard.“W-We’re going to ride that?” I asked, swallowing hard as my eyes widened at the sight of the two large horses.Earlier, I had almost felt thankful that he no longer insisted on attending the banquet my father had prepared for us. I was even more shocked to learn my father had arranged a party in the first place—if that were true, I would have never made it back to the mansion. I felt faint. My knees were trembling, and exhaustion clawed at every inch of my body. I had already accepted my fate. The last thing I wanted was to return to that place. Not even with Nana Rosa there. That mansion—my so-called home—felt like hell now. Only demons could’ve done what they did to me.A wave of sorrow gripped my chest as I thought of Nana Rosa. I didn’t know if I would ever see her again, or if I’d even live to see tomorrow. My only regret was not telling her how much I loved her. I never got to thank her for all the kindness she gave me. No

Jackson's POV"That fucking fucktard is dead," I hollered angrily as I gazed at the small church where our wedding would take place.My Luna's loving father can now build his own cathedral with the money I gave him. But the cunning old man preferred a dilapidated church that appeared to have been abandoned for decades, nestled in the remote San Vicente area. The small, old church is almost completely demolished. The cross at the top of the roof was tilt.Some letters of the parish's name have also been removed. Tall grasses and piles of old church equipment surround the area. It's old, and no one else is obviously using it.What did that old man think, and why did he choose this location for his daughter's wedding? Is he trying to be sarcastic to me? He succeeded in making me angry because I wanted to twist his neck with the rage I'm feeling right now.I was flabbergasted. What I do know is that every parent wants to plan a lavish wedding for their child. I simply shook my head. Who