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old Mrs king said clamy but everyone present there know that old Mrs king is hurt, Mia sighed softly and approach Old Mrs King who was pouting her lips angrily, actually she was happy, but she didn't show it on her face, Mia went to her and hugged old Mrs King tightly “sorry granny”Mia said happily, Old Mrs King's heart melted immediately she hugged Mia back “you little devil how could you be so heartless, do you know in these 6 years how much we tried to meet you but you always ignored us like we're nobody to you”old Mrs King started crying, Mia also couldn't stop her tears from falling down.

Wearing only thin clothes, barefoot. “Welcome to the Kingdom of Voneveir!” That voice was so familiar in his ears. Alexis can never be wrong about it. It was his son, Allan. "Your Majesty, Do you have any last words for your people?" Being humiliated like a criminal who purged innocents, does he really deserve to receive such disgrace? “Your homeland whom you loved…” Remembering every sleepless night he had in order to manage every problem his kingdom is facing… “… your people whom you cherished… “

He removed the string around the letter, unfolding it slowly. He closed his eyes briefly, opened the letter, and gazed through it. His lips curled up into a smile when he read the content of the letter. Alpha Styx won't be canceling the wedding after all. Eve noticed the smile on the king's face, without thinking twice she yanked the letter from the king's hand. She gasped in shock reading the letter's content, 'he won't be coming for the wedding, instead he wants Vivian to be sent to Gael!'

She will make you take that, which probably will tame you. Uh-oh. That doesn't sound a good idea to me. 'Nor is it to me,' Raja agreed. "In what kingdom are we in?" Lucia whispered to me. "I don't have any idea. How about you?" "If we are brought to the next kingdom after the forest, then we are in West Rail, but if we are brought to the kingdom after that, then we are in Rousiana." Rousiana! That is where the River of Flames can be found!

My foster sister, Sylvia Blackwood, was so terrified of being bonded to the cold, merciless Alpha King that she rigged the lot the moment it was my turn to draw. I pulled out the Alpha King. The whole hall erupted. I looked toward my fated mate, Raymond Hale—but he wasn't looking at me. His eyes were locked on Sylvia, and only her. My brother, Carl Blackwood, didn't call out the switch either. He just let them whisper and laugh. I stood there frozen, eyes burning red. Everyone treated it like a joke. They never thought I'd actually go through with bonding with a wolf that dangerous. But staring at the same faces who once swore they'd love me forever—I finally knew. I was done. I was leaving.

*He must be excited. “Are you in this packhouse at all? C’mon! Don’t tell me you didn’t hear what Holgar came to say this morning,” He mumbled, trying to keep his weary eyes open. I raised one of my brows, still keeping my eyes on go. “And what did Holgar say?” I became nervous. He giggled and made a quick turn in front of me. “You are looking at the next king of Jamba Kingdom!” He laughed. I blinked my eyes severally in a minute, my lips parted, my I couldn’t feel anything in my body for a few minutes. “I don’t understand,” I muttered, and he looked at me. “What don’t you understand? You will be the next Queen of this great land! Shouldn’t you be excited?” He asked.

Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward. Elias called out, "I'm not fooling you. Actually, it's not the yellow flowers, but in this forest, there are some insects that specialize in eating raw meat. It's hidden under big flowers, not tiny flowers like that." Elias laughed again, and Venn laughed with his master's cheerfulness. Amity watched the prince's figure from afar. It's really been a long time since the prince had such a happy moment. The grip of the throne, the hostility of Prince Douglas, made the prince's heart harden, gradually forgetting this simple and ordinary joy.

I still know it's possible one of them has been scratched or bitten and fear eats me from the inside out. A very angry Ruth turns her attention to my not-quite-stable mate. "We had them! You didn't need to take all the fun out of our fight." Ruth stalks toward King, her giant sword scraping the ground behind her because it's much too big. King's low growl isn't a good sign, and I jump into action, heading the foolish girl off and stopping King from tearing her in half and eating her tender organs.

Corvu takes a surprised step to the side away from Gecko. “You’re a Val’ran?” He questions, “Why didn’t you tell us?” “I didn’t want to be treated any differently. Besides, now I know you saved me because you liked me.” He snickers. I couldn’t take it anymore. “What’s going on?” I question, probably speaking out of turn. “The Pixie brat just happens to be a royal brat.” Royal? Like a prince? My eyes widened in surprise. “Enough.” The King states. “What is your business here?” Corvu takes a deep breath and continues his original statement.

Marilee sat in the middle of her the king-sized bed with her legs crossed clutching a pillow to her chest while sniffling and wiping her eyes with a Kleenex. She knew she can’t hold her brother accountable for how Luke treated her. They were taught as pups that there is a mate that the goddess has picked for them, and once they turn eighteen, they’re able to tell who their mate is by smell.