The Vampire King's Werewolf Bride
Adira Elisaveta, the Princess of the Werewolf empire, sat in front of her mirror with her tear-stricken face.
With hazel eyes, her fleshy cute, chubby cheeks, small chin, plump lips, round face, button nose, and fair skin. She looked like an angel.
But oddly today, her hazel eyes looked lifeless, her lips never stopped trembling from last night, her hands clasped together, there are no creases on her face. She felt quiet, it was too quiet.
“You are crying again. Your make-up will be ruined, Adira,” Her mother Serene Elisaveta said.