Eaagles_wings

[Mature Content Warning]
She wanted to just end her mission and go back to her political marriage, but he had already claimed her his possession. 

Selene Adawolfa, the Princess of the Adalopha kingdom. Promises her father to bring peace to the village in their kingdom, by ending the age-old war, without revealing her identity.

On the first day of becoming part of the Winterwells pack in disguise, she gets herself into trouble. The unexpected turn of events brings her in contact with Fang Warchild, the alpha of the neighbouring village. The most handsome, yet the most vicious man in the entire kingdom who recognises her at the very first glance. And he was ready to ruin her mission just for the sake of owning her!

(The story takes place in the 90s so you will find technology in it!)

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He approached me as his footsteps resonated in the dead silence inside the tent, and I couldn't get myself to step back waiting stunned. Stepping closer he lifted my chin asking again, "do you still choose otherwise Princess?"

I gulped, knowing Fang would understand very well what was on my mind, all my lies would be useless in front of how well he knew every nook and cranny of my brain.

Mustering all the strength inside me I whispered, diverting my eyes, answering exactly what he didn't want to hear right now, "Yes!"

A vicious smirk played on his face as he lifted me by my collar, while I tip-toed barely able to find the ground, trying to match his towering height. "I don't like it when someone touches what is mine," he leaned closer, his tall stature hovering over me just inches from my face and his infuriated breath crawling on my soft skin, "and you better know that your entirety belongs to only me!"

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Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

As Selene fell to the ground exhausted and breathing heavily, she saw her wolf turn back. The wolf locked its eyes with Selene, its eyes mirroring her pain and desperation. The stark blue in them faded slowly as she saw the white fur now turn to a mere silhouette. Their connection was evident in the intensity with which her wolf waited in place.

Selene could see the struggle within it, the raw effort to stay connected to her, but their wills failed before the witch's magic.

The wolf was wrenched from her, transforming into one of Dandeline's creations—a blue, dead spirit. As its eyes lost their light and glowed, the wolf was pulled back towards Dandeline. Its lifeless form left Selene's heart aching with a deeper sense of loss. This was worse than having a soulmate ripped apart. The wolf made no effort to resist Dandeline.

"Please," Selene could only mouth her agony.

The Blue Wolf