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The Crown Prince frowns, reaching for his glass. As he does, the servant behind him – a tall man, too well-built for a server – draws a stiletto blade from his sleeve. I gasp, skittering back a little even as one of my hands reaches out for the prince. But there’s nothing I can do as the servant draws the blade raw across the Crown Prince’s throat. The Prince’s eyes go wide as blood spills down his front, his hand falling away from the cup, as he gasps and slumps forward.

And he switched on the lights immediately. There it was... There were two people in their, knives in their hands. His lips lifted up when they turned towards him,pointing the knives at him. "Want some game?" He asked them with raised brows. The men began trembling. Why was it him? Were they not told that the girl was in there and that the prince would never get out of his room past midnight? "Attack!" One of them said and rushed towards Deagan. But the next moment, before he enemy knew what was happening,Deagan snatched the phone from him,knocking him to the ground.

We worked in silence after that, and the lamp held its circle, and four days felt suddenly very small against everything that was moving simultaneously, and across the table the Crown Alpha of a wolf dominion in a dark turtleneck read his briefing files with his expression giving nothing away and his eyes finding mine every time I looked up, like he couldn't help it, like he'd stopped trying to help it, like some decisions had already been made and the only thing left was the days between us and the truth he still owed me. ~~~

ling of legs. I breathed hard, in and out in anticipation and in the peace and quiet of the entire place, I was afraid someone would hear me breathing so loud. Everyone was waiting in anticipation for them to start. I was sure everyone was as tensed as I was as we waited. Both men stood opposite of each other and just stared. I could see the tension roll off the both of them. I was praying silently before I knew it again. Please... Both men stalked closer to each other and at once, they rushed at each other. Prince Zachary delivered a blow straight to Prince Tybalt's nose. The sound of bones cracking claimed the air and everyone gasped in shock. Prince Tybalt was incapacitated for a moment a

he whispered. Braum walked up to the Emperor and bowed. He said, “Emperor, Princess Kay, and his man struck Crown Prince with their spike whip lashes,” said Braum. “WHAT!” shouted the Emperor, with his face beat red. “Crown Prince suffered heavily and is bleeding all over. His back is completely shredded, and his skin is torn opened,” said Braum, trying to remain calm. “How dare she!” The Emperor’s eyes fell on Princess Kay and his men.

growled the seemingly embittered Alain. Casimir Lennox Aldrich Duchene, the heir apparent and charming noble, eldest son of Alana Duchene and the late Sebastian Duchene, was the golden prince as it were of the family and often quite mischievous. He'd been only two years older than his baby brother Alain but a troublemaker from the very beginning. His teacher believed him to be a terror for years but respected his status as the son of a prominent figure in politics. He was known for wild and crazed stunts such as this and events that got his younger brother caught in the crossfire. As charming as he was seductive, the tall handsome blond lad attracted attention from women of all ages but bedd

Before I can comprehend what is happening, they're already on their feet again downstairs. "You fucking piece of shit," Prince lashes out, whirling the guy around and locking his wrists from behind, pushing him against the glass window. He whacks the guy's face against it that the glass cracks. The psychopath growls in pain as Prince cracks his hand, probably breaking the bone. Prince roughly spins him around that the back of his head smacks the glass window again. "How dare you," Prince hisses, venom in his voice. Then my vision becomes more and more blur, everything around me spinning around. My chest is heaving up and down, my breaths short from the lack of air just now. The legs that I'v

the prince said encouragingly. His hands continued spreading my thighs until I felt my pussy stretching open. A whimper left my lips as my pussy clenched from the stinging pain. Prince Leonard bent his head down in between my legs as I gasped in shock. Bearing with the embarrassment that flooded me felt much more challenging than keeping the pain at bay. This is too much… “Prince Leonard!” I yelled his name as my embarrassment quickly turned into anger. “You bled so much. It must have been very painful for you…” he mumbled softly.

He thought Inwardly as he hurriedly followed her, she tried to lift the harmer as she hits the rock, it didn't break a bit. "Hahaha, Such a feeble girl !" He said. "Can you just leave, What's a prince doing here ?" Prince Alex said. He coughed in shyness, he actually came to have satisfying glare at her sculptural beautiful, Get her shape and draw her exquisite beauty, That he came all the way down to the field with his guards, And noticed some men quieing at the entrance of a cave, He came in and saw that a mad man was hovering her, He was so irked and took a rock and hit him hard abruptly at the back of his head that he fell and died instantly.

he uttered and straightened his back. Anisia clutched the duvet more aggressively, almost digging her nails against it. Instead of understanding everything, he was asking her for the price of last night which clearly made her feel like that….last night, she had sold her body to him. Last night, she had been treated as bait. Last night, he was not making love to her because last night this ruthless Lycan Prince was owning her, and she refused to become someone's possession. She could survive her whole life in loneliness but she could never endure her life by being under someone's ownership.