The Rogue King’s Cursed Mate
“Let’s go.” He ordered, and I crossed my arms, backing away from him.
“I'd rather die.” I spat.
“Commendable. Your people gave you up as a treaty offer. Do you think you have a choice?” There was no amusement in his tone, and I couldn’t help but shake slightly.
“If you want to kill me, get it over with.” I demanded.
He leaned in, and a shiver coursed through me. “I’m going to kill you alright, Prisoner. But a quick death has never been my thing. Your death will be slow.” His promise made my heart skip.
“You wish.” I swore.
He smirked. “I know. I’ll kill you with my own hands.”
•••
I hate my parents. My sister too. And if I was given a knife, I’d stab them. No, I don’t long for family bonds, or for their love. I am the symbol of their mistake. And that’s all I’d ever be to them. The useless hybrid omega, cursed at birth. Doomed to die. A werewolf with two eye colors.
All my dreams to run away and be free from my curse shatters one day, when my pack gives me out as a treaty offer to a dreaded pack. And a total stranger. A stranger who oozes pure danger and lethality. A stranger who makes me feel, for the very first time.
And soon, I discover that the stranger is the most dangerous man to ever live. The Rogue King.
At first, I didn't see myself falling for King Caelum. He’s an asshole, and a condescending bastard. But soon, my heart betrays me. Soon, I am forced to make one of the most difficult choices ever.
Soon, I am forced to either kill, or be killed…