“Our fangs are meant to bite against each other. Our love is a threat to start a war. We are ill-fitted but we are fate bonded.”

***

Blair Whitfield’s life should have been easy if she had only done what had been expected of her. Do her responsibility as an Alpha's daughter. Marry a strong wolf arranged for her. That was what was planned for her since young.

However, for the first time in her life, she went against her kind. She refused to be a pawn in their power struggle.

Escaping the grasp of her family, Blair realized that while she didn’t feel an attraction to her betrothed, she could feel the spark with someone that was not one of her kind. Instead, it was with the Vampire prince, Lucien Bardot, the wild card of vampire royalty. 

To say it was bizarre would be an understatement. It was downright chaos. 
Would their love survive with all the odds they have to face? Would it be their strength or their weakness? 

***

"Please don't stop," she said in a shallow, begging voice. 
"I won't," Lucien replied with his half-closed eyes. She could feel that he, too, was feeling the same euphoria and desire she felt.

The Vampire Prince's Pretend Bride

Lucien had already woken up just before the sun had risen that morning to prepare Blair a breakfast. He knew he didn't need to do that, but Lucien felt excited about doing it. He was so keen on seeing Blair first thing in the morning. 


Maev had reminded him to let Blair drink some tea that was made with the dried tea leaves Lucien picked to help Blair regain her strength faster. Blair had never been out of her room since after what happened during the dinner. She was fine, but her werewolf strength hadn't recovered. 


She tried to test it last night by shifting, but she couldn't turn. Not until Blair could do that, Lucien couldn't let Blair visit her mom. He couldn't stop thinking, what if other wolves saw her and snatched her? She would be too weak to even run away if she couldn't transform. 


Lucien knocked on Blair's door. Since Blair was still on her bed last night, Lucien left it unlocked. That way, he could quickly check on her if something happened. 


LESS THAN AN INCH CLOSER