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IMPORTANT NOTE: Please be known that this book wouldn't have made it this far without the support my dear writing buddy Rachel E. Canton who is a great writer of SINS OF THE SERAPHIM - https://www.webnovel.com/book/sins-of-the-seraphim_26438336605116805 and Derek J. Perna

To Rachel & Derek, Thank you for everything!
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When the last heir of Ardel lost everything, fate would bring her to her rightful protector.

Anna Adhemar, the forgotten princess, found herself betrayed by the Regent. Hunted by the Bargesians and the ruthless slave traders, she desperately fled for her life. 

Rescued by a mysterious man, her newfound safety was short-lived as she succumbed to a potent aphrodisiac. Then, she awoke in the arms of the fearsome Knight Commander of Gerhard, stripped bare, in a foreign kingdom. 

Fear, confusion, and a sense of profound devastation enveloped her. 

But the man before her declared, "I am your husband. I married you last night."

Then, with unwavering determination, he vowed, " You're my woman now. No one can hurt my woman."
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Kyren Raychard, the Crown Prince who had chosen to forsake the throne and became celibate, led the Knights of Gerhard to safeguard his kingdom’s border from slave trading activities.

Outside his camp, he found Anna poisoned and delirious. The healer informed him of the only cure, of which he must race against time to give and honour her. 

For the first time, he felt an overwhelming instinct to protect and claim her as his own. 

Unaware of his deepening affection, he belatedly realised his feelings as he stood on the brink of losing her.

Bound by a soul-binding spell, their fates intertwined…

The Grand Duke's Soulmate

Anna found herself in the grand duke's opulent private library, a sanctuary of knowledge and tranquillity. The room exuded an air of refined elegance, adorned with rich mahogany bookshelves that reached from floor to ceiling, lined with leather-bound tomes of various sizes and subjects. The shelves were meticulously organised, each book finding its rightful place among the literary treasures.

Soft, plush carpets covered the polished wooden floor, muffling any sound and adding to the serene atmosphere. Comfortable and plush armchairs were strategically placed throughout the room, inviting visitors to sink into their embrace and lose themselves in the written word.

Large windows stretched across the walls, allowing ample natural light to flood the room, casting a warm glow upon the space. From her vantage point near the window, Anna could see the vibrant colours of the late afternoon as golden sunlight bathed the landscape outside.

The Mysterious Howling