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The Defective Mate's Hidden Royal Bloodline

The Defective Mate's Hidden Royal Bloodline

Author: Superstition
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1148    |    Released on: Today at 18:45

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going to take you hard tonight, mark

the sensitive skin of my neck, his hot, sour, alc

nds, rough and demanding, gripped my waist, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pulled me tighter into his stifling, inescapable embrace. Th

ve of disgust and intense, clawing resistance. I used to be a proud aristocratic lady, the cherished daughter of the prestigio

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of the powerful Sinclair Pack. As for Nora, she's just a fallen ar

th the heavy, animalistic pants of the man currently grinding his hips against m

wn my collarbone, biting and sucking at my skin, completely oblivious to my

squeezed my eyes shut as my agonizing heartbreak over the man who once loved me rapidly rotted into a chilling, horrifying unfamiliarity. This man pressing against me was no longe

treason, and all the men in my clan were exiled to the barren wastelands. My mother died of severe depressio

fter our private mating ceremony, his mother declared my family guilty and my status utterly unworthy. I wa

cheek with false tenderness. "An Alpha of my high status will naturally have many women, but don't be jealous, my sweet N

stayed by his side in the shadows for four lon

ager, wandering hands on my body felt like the ultimate insult. He didn't want a true

hands shook violently as I wrapped my arms around myself, creating a physical barrier between us

. "What are you afraid of? We are going to be husband and wife in every way that matters sooner or later. Stop actin

cower anymore, and my human hear

ever fulfilled a single sw

e hatred brewing in my stormy gray eyes. "My stomach hurts terribly. If you force

on clearly bruised his fragile, inflated Alpha ego. He scoffed, running a frustrated

oward the door. But before he stepped out into the hallway, he paused and looked back

here is something important I need to

ving me completely alone in the deaf

ding footsteps echoing down the hall. Slowly, I lowered my t

ror. My dress was wrinkled, my hair a messy tang

didn't. The hollow, agonizing ache in my chest was r

a complete and utter foo

He had made his cruel choice

other tear for Julian Montgomery. I would live only for myself. But just as I made this silent, unbreakable vow, a sh

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