All Chapters of Raven Bride for Sale: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Killed by his Mistress

In the middle of the night, Leah Wolfborn stood in front of his private residence and shouted, “Call the Prince. I need to speak with him!”“I’m sorry, but the prince has forbidden your entry.”Her heart felt like it was splitting apart. It was as if something inside her had shattered. She cried out at the top of her lungs, “Damon! Damon! Come out! I didn’t kill him! The boy’s death has nothing to do with me! I was in my own home, and when I woke up, I was dragged to court!”The lycans stared at her wasted eye in disgust.A young lycan was sacrificed for a bogus demonic ritual in the forest behind the palace. Her old wedding ring, which she still used to wear, was found near the dead child’s body.It was as if someone had attempted to steal the young boy’s lycan, and Leah was the only half-human in the Royal grounds.The boy had been really close to Leah. His death still felt unreal to her.“Damon!”“Stop it,” a soft voice interrupted.A young lycan woman appeared behind the guards. S

Back in his bed

Leah felt she was rising up and down on violent waves. Her body felt incredibly hot.However, as hot as it was, she couldn’t help but feel like she was drowning. She felt airborne, then a tingling sensation warmed her body, shooting up from her lower half.She whimpered, “Argh…”Wave after wave, she felt her breath stolen.She felt like her body was splitting in half, but the sweat-soaked tingling warmth was stronger. Leah sobbed under the erupting pressure. “It feels strange…”With a hard thrust, Leah felt a kiss fall on her lips. With a steady rhythm, she soon felt the pleasurable sensation envelop her, and she started to moan.She moaned when the warmth disappeared, her consciousness slipping. She tossed and turned from the discomfort in her body. Her body was sore and aching.Her eyelashes fluttered open, and she saw the familiar ancient wood carvings she hadn’t seen in a while.This was… Damon’s room in the palace.Leah sat up in astonishment but yelped in pain as her body ached

She could never be a part of this Pack

Leah pursed her lips and glared.“So we can fuck with nothing in between.” Holding her neck, Damon’s tongue traced her neckline. The touch sent shivers down her spine.Unlike werewolves, Lycan's fated mates were almost a myth. No one had found their mates in the last centuries; people blamed the casualties in the 100-year war that killed half the lycans population.Once marked, Lycans' lives are bound; if one dies, the other soon followed so most Lycans don't mark their spouses.In her past life, after being confused by Clara, she announced that Damon was his mate, further making a fool out of herself.Caught off guard, she started struggling. “Damon, we are already done. You can no longer touch me!”Damon paused, puzzled, his blue eyes darkening.She was already done with him?They had only been married yesterday, but this woman was already done with him? Was she playing hard to get?“Let me go!” Not noticing his darkening mood, Leah struggled with all she had. “Don’t touch me with t

Mistress or Wife

"Do you need something?" Damon repeated his question.Clara was smiling reluctantly, bashfully hiding a shopping bag behind her. She shook her head. "It's nothing... Lee just left some of her things in my room.""What did I leave in your room?" Leah walked up from behind and opened the door wider, still only clutching the sheet.Clara's smile faltered, looking at all the marks on her body, but she was quick to mask her expression.Damon's brow hiked up.He had told her to dress up, but somehow she looked more disheveled... Shaking his head, he let the women be as he went into the closet.Clara smiled sweetly, tilting her head. "It’s just... didn't you say you were gonna wear this dress for Daye? I really wanted to help you in."Leah pursed her lips before smiling. "Yeah, sure, come in."After all, Clara deserved a good view of Damon's artwork on her body.In her last lifetime, Clara had come when he was in the walk-in closet getting ready. Clueless and nervous, Leah had happily invite

Her Mother in-law

Damon didn’t spare Clara another glance. Averting his eyes, he coldly said, "Leave for now. This is a matter between us." Despite the icy tone, it was a marked improvement over his treatment of Leah.Clara’s heart soared—she wondered if he was trying to protect her reputation. Flooded with affection, she glanced gleefully at Leah, who was still glaring at Damon.Chirping an obedient "yes," she made a slow exit, keeping eye contact with Damon until she finally had to shut the door.With water still dripping from Damon’s curly blonde hair, he cast an emotionless look at Leah before turning his back. Leah remained frozen at the door, staring at the glass in her hand.'Clara, Damon... I'll destroy you both for what you've done to me.'After Leah washed the glass, her body collapsed in exhaustion as the tension left her body.When she woke up again at ten, her body was still wrecked. The aftermath of the night's intensity left her sore, her legs trembling with every step.She quickly went

Putting some manners in you

With a smile, Leah did not immediately reply. Instead, putting her spoon down, she picked up a plate and, seemingly surprised, asked, “Clara, did you receive this gift of honor yourself?”“...Yes, I did. Why?”“Which chapter?”The pavilion quieted.Clara blinked. “Sorry?”“The Veterans’ Relief Chapter,” Leah repeated calmly. “Which branch did you donate to?”Clara hesitated only briefly. “The Eastern Chapter.”“There are three Eastern branches,” Leah said. “Volkov Central, Kirov Rehabilitation, and the Border Recovery Wing. Where did you donate?”Clara furrowed her brows. She did not expect Leah to make such a lame attempt to change the subject.Luna Laurent, though, didn’t hide her sneer. "What would you even understand? I wish my Clara could be as idle as to nitpick at others' gifts. She just returned after studying abroad a few days ago, and I have to see her run around for the Traditional Hunt in someone’s place."Leah just smiled knowingly at Clara before placing the plate back.

The Alpha King

"No." Leah’s eyes blazed, all hints of a smile gone. "It may be simple for you, but I don’t deserve the unwarranted hostility I was served with the moment I stepped out of my bedroom.”Her cold eyes fell on Luna Camille and Luna Vivienne, who quickly averted their gazes.“I’m still Princess Varkos, and your mother has crossed a line, so if I’m proven correct, I deserve an apology."Clara pursed her lips, throwing a blaming glance at her mother. Everyone heard what Luna Laurent said. Even Silver Luna felt pissed. No matter how much she disliked Leah, insulting Leah was insolence against the Royal House of Varkos.“Huh.” Luna Laurent felt upset. "You would dare call Prince Varkos for a ladies’ banter?"Clicking her tongue, Leah leaned back. "Ladies’ banter? You insulted and ridiculed me in front of a crowd. Do you know I can press charges against you for breach of dignity under Act 5 of the Lycan Law?"All the Lunas gasped.Shocked, Silver Luna Selene sat up straight. The law was indeed

I Hurt My Arm

Pleased, he patted her head. "That's good. Is anyone giving you trouble?"Leah slowly looked at the Lunas holding their breaths before shaking her head."If anyone bullies me, I will just bully them back." Leah shrugged, pointedly looking at Clara and Luna Laurent, who were still kneeling on the cold floor."Good attitude." The Alpha King nodded with a satisfied smile. "This is the best way to deal with flies. If anyone under my rule bullies you, just tell Grandpa, and I will bully them."Leah nodded.Everyone pointedly looked at the mother-daughter pair.Luna Laurent became even paler, but Clara quickly smiled. "Your Majesty, you can leave it to me. I always take care of Leah as her big sister."The Alpha King glanced at her and chuckled. "Just come to Grandpa even if a room fly is buzzing around you."Clara's smile froze, her lips parting to address Leah instead, when the Alpha King suddenly turned to Damon, who was frowning at his phone."Damon."Clara bitterly swallowed her words.

A+ For Efforts

"…You are not going to touch up your makeup?" she asked.Leah blinked once, "I did." Clara's brows drew together faintly. "No, I mean it's not your usual style. You look…" She hesitated, searching for the right word, though her expression already said enough. "Bare."Leah tilted her head slightly. "Oh, why? Don't I look pretty like that?"Pretty? You look human now, unlike the walking disaster she usually looks, but this was irritating Clara. Though this orphan could never compare to her, the contrast wouldn't be obvious if Leah weren't a freakshow. She found it entertaining when people laughed behind the illiterate idiot.Clara let out a small laugh, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "It's not about pretty, it's just—" She gestured vaguely. "People are used to your usual style, and you look great in it. That's like your personal style, why would you change it to look just like everyone else?"Leah's gaze dropped briefly, her lashes lowering to hide the quiet shift in her eyes.

Dangerous Situation

"Leah!"Isabella's voice rang sharply through the hall, her face flushed a deep, burning red. "That was for His Highness!"Leah turned her head slightly, her gaze drifting toward Damon, who was looking at her with a blank stare.Leah's provocative smile faltered, but she quickly looked away from him to Isabella. "Bella, why are you making a fuss? Just serve him the one you made for me. Problem solved!"Isabella's grip tightened around the tray. She opened her mouth, but no words came out."What?" Came her voice in disbelief, "It can't be that you didn't make any for me, right?"Sensing the shift in atmosphere, Alpha Wolfborn quickly stepped in, forcing a laugh. "It's just a dessert, no need to make a scene." He signalled an omega standing in the corner, "Help Isabella serve another one."There was a brief flicker of resistance in Isabella's eyes, but she swallowed it quickly. With a stiff nod, she turned and walked away fuming.The tension was so thick, you could cut it with a knife.

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