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I’ve missed my mate so much. "You okay, baby girl?" Tate asks, his eyes never leaving Sam's face. I feel the rage simmering around Tate’s body, and I knew that by the time we leave this territory, there will be no more Pine Paw in the werewolf world. “No, I’m not. I just want to be untied and go home.” I answer. Tate gives Doctor Freelan a look, and the wolf soon busies himself by untying the knots that hold me tight. Even though I hate this wolf before me for drugging me for once, I allow his touch as it brings me closer to freedom. Once all the ropes are untied, I slowly sit up with the help of Doctor Freelan, who backs away from me respectfully, his head bowed.

But he’s not done yet. Forcing my feet apart, he secures my ankles to a solid steel rod. “If you were a real wolf like your sister,” he says while he tightens the manacles around my ankles, “you’d be able to snap this bar like a twig.” He rises and admires his handiwork. “Good.” It hurts. Every part of me wants to die. Not yet. I have to stay alive long enough to get Magnolia away from Easton. After that, I don’t care what happens to me.

Prince Deacon pulled her back, “It is still a while before lunch.” Sanura chuckled as he started to undress her from her undergarments. *** Panya reached prince Mano’s room and finds him still passed out on the day bed, “I hope this will mend your broken heart,” she said, before touching his face, and wiping the dampness of his eyes. Prince Mano opened his eyes when he felt the fated mate bond rip through him. “You’ve been crying again,” Panya kneeled down beside him, her hand still on his face.

Tears leak from the corners of my eyes, either from pain or relief, I can’t tell. “You will never endanger yourself that way again.” There’s a note of real fear in his command, and it surges through the tie between us, just before the next whistle and snap of the whip. “I promise,” I shout, and I stumble sideways, losing my balance. The chains keep me from falling, but the manacles cut into my wrists, and I yelp as my arms jerk in their sockets. Nathan is with me in an instant, lifting me onto my feet and crushing me between his body and the post. His lips brush over my ear as he whispers, “We almost lost each other.”

Didn't expect the update so early but here i am with new update as i personally loving this story Inline comments are love and do vote , response was very low on prologue , i don't know why you people can't able to vote and do comment , if still you are facing this problem then let me know Yesterday night was like a dream for me . I met manik yesterday. Is he really manik or his twin brother. This question is ringing in my mind from yesterday as there is huge difference between the manik , i knew earlier and the manik whom i met yesterday at party. His behaviour and his body language , his attitude , each and everything is different , he is irresistible man. I am getting trapped by this man

Anyway, as the moonlight fades and the stars twinkle above, I want to express my heartfelt thanks again to each and every one of you. “I Married My EX”—a story filled with love, revenge, and mystical lupine magic—has now reached its final chapter. Drew and Jette’s journey unfolded through moonlit forests, ancient grudges, and surprising twists. Your unwavering support, your laughter shared in secret, and your whispered encouragement fueled my imagination.

Then, as they stood under the water, Manuela and Marika looked at each other and broke up with laughter. "Damn," Marika summed it up, "I feel like we just pulled off the perfect crime!" Manuela happily agreed. Her only regret was that she and her naked cousin had so much company in the showers. Otherwise, they could celebrate by getting it on all over again. [To Be Continued in Chapter 4] ******** Author Says: Hi Readers, How do you like our new series? Don't worry there are more chapters to come. I really love to hear your thoughts so, please comment or Join my discord server at

“But you can’t even pull yourself away from it, because it has burnt the pads off your feet. It eats away at your flesh.” The stream was filling with blood. Trickling down from uphill and surrounding Ant. Grabbing Ant’s tail with my teeth, I drag him from the water. He couldn’t even stand, his green eyes search mine, pleading with me to get out of here. “Wolfsbane.” I whisper through the link to Jaxon. “Blue, get the fuck out of there.”

Alexander MacWatters’ POV I did not expect that Lea could be, what was the right word, inappropriate. She was drinking and dancing in one of the busiest bars in town. I would not mind if she wanted to drink because I was keeping sober all night for her sake. But right now, she was pissing me off. She was on the dance floor and everyone was grinding against her. She wore her engagement ring and wedding band that I slipped into her hand after we left the court hall and she slipped on mine.

I gave up. I looked at the woman kidnapped and wanted to torture me for some unknown reason. Earlier I tied her wrist and ankles with the same rope she tied me before breaking free. My eyes found hers, and I noticed the slight trembling of her body. Her nostrils flared because of her heavy breathing, probably caused by her fear. Yes. It wasn’t funny to be let at the mercy of other people. But I was curious. Did I also look that pathetic? With messy hair, crumped clothes and round eyes watching with terror? Was I that pathetic all the time? Is that why everybody, though, is allowed to hurt me?