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He was to be executed at a later date. Upon hearing that, Bayram showed not a trace of fear. Instead, he stared at me in bewilderment. “What kind of sorcery have you used to make both the king and the Crown Prince protect you like this! “You’re nothing but an imposter… Ow…” The sharp crack of a slap echoed distinctly through the hall. Even at that moment, he still refused to accept the truth. After my father and brother fell in battle, I was indeed captured by the enemy nation. Along the way, I was rescued by men sent by the King. At that time, I was consumed by a desire for revenge, so I had volunteered to go undercover in the enemy nation.

Prince Orion. Everything fell into place. His presence. The insignia on the bag. The way people gravitated toward him. He was royalty. Prince of the Western Werewolf Kingdoms. The same prince whispered about. The one rumored to have been banished. He was back. That was why he had arrived late. Why he had been on that train. He was not a tryout. He was not just someone I bumped into. And he was definitely not my friend. He had even given me a false name.

Prince Woon saw how the princess clenched the leash before she responded. “It is the fate.” “Yea. Fate is said to be man’s greatest enemy most especially that it has been already written.” He said. “If it is me, I wont defy it. I canst play its cruel hands when I dared to change its normal course. Disaster. It would turn out that way, I assure.” Princess Minah heaved a deep sigh before muttering words. “Well, ye have been accompanying the one who declared war to man’s formidable enemy.”

a sharp, sultry voice purred inside my skull. I turned around immediately, hoping to find who said that. “Who the fuck said that?! Show yourself! Show yourself now!” I thundered but there was no one. All I saw was seagulls and the crashing waves. I shoved to my feet with my shaky legs, trying to make sense of things. I kept stalking the shoreline ready to tear apart whatever ghost that was trying to play with me. The voice returned but this time, it was louder. “I’m Giselle and I'm Your wolf. You being reborn ripped the chains off me. Guess what? The Moon Goddess heard your dying prayer when you were soaked in tears and blood while your head left your body. She dragged us back to get reven

In my past life, he had himself been leading the revolt against his brother, and eventually even succeeded. I could hear the screams of the maids, and smell the thick black smoke as the castle went up in flames. These memories were all his doing, and yet here he was claiming he didn’t care whether or not Lucas ascended to the throne? Now, why are you acting out the role of a disinterested playboy whose only concern is when he can get his next lay? What is your scheme, Caleb? I considered briefly explaining everything to him, since I knew he must be intending to turn against Lucas. What if I admitted to my rebirth, that I had undeniably useful information which would guarantee to make his rev

Watching Sebastian shielding me, a hint of warmth bloomed in my heart; it felt good to have someone protect me. Thinking back to my past life, Kyle only ever put me down and constantly manipulated me with mind games. Under his deliberate control, I was like a programmed robot, completely losing myself. Thankfully, I was given another chance. Kyle did not take Sebastian seriously at all. Well, of course not, since in his eyes, Sebastian was just a powerless, crippled man. "Nadia, you've got some nerve. I'll be waiting for the day you come crawling back and begging me." After dropping that threat, Kyle turned and left.

"Oh... how long has it been?" The awakened prince said to himself. He remembered that he was already dead. In the war of the immortal world, he had been set as the primary target. Countless experts had attacked him. Even if he was extremely powerful, how could he defeat so many enemies? In the end, the prince died in the war of the immortal land. Later on... ... it was only now. For some reason, he woke up. "Is this because someone resurrected me?"

I was reborn after my best friend pushed me off a cliff. When we woke up, we realized we were back to the day we first arrived in the beast tribe. I could hear the voice of the old chieftain of the white tigers the moment I opened my eyes. "All unmated males of the white tiger tribe are here. You two precious females may choose whomever you like," he said. We were still confused about the situation back then. Luckily, we could understand their language.

Each sound Caelum made fed the chamber with something half-sacred, half-obscene. “Or so you were told,” Velis murmured. His voice was almost gentle now, though it struck like a knife. “And yet here you are. His eyes. His defiance. His blood resisting my cruelty as no mortal ever could.” He leaned close, lips brushing Caelum’s ear. “Perhaps you do not even know what you are.” The prince gasped through clenched teeth, his voice shredded but still iron. “I am the son of Ashan. I am the enemy you could not kill. I will never be yours.”

"I am living for all of you. That world was no longer for me, it had come to die, but this little girl introduced me to a new life. I can’t live without her. Not being able to live without Ivan.” King Zakari's hand running through his hair stopped at his words. The enemy was the empire, these people had killed Prince Zalari, the slave princess who returned by deception. He was crying for her. Alian shut his eyes tightly and felt his silence. That was the sadness. He knew that he would not be allowed to go to Sultanate Reenam anymore.