Ava Sullivan

It had been Betty White's wish to marry an ordinary man. Somehow, she became the mate of a Alpha? He promised to love her forever, dote on her, and cherish her. She believed this should be what happiness looked like until one day he threw a pad of papers at her. "Betty, we should get divorced." She fell from Heaven, her heart breaking into pieces. Five years later, she came back and met him again. No longer alone, she was accompanied by a cute kid. The child looked at the man, blinked his eyes, and asked, "Mommy, this man looks just like me. Is he your baby too?"

Alpha Next Door

Damon brought us back to the banquet hall of the palace, which showed no signs of any fighting at all. The floor was clean, and the cutlery was neatly placed on the dining table. However, the few abrupt scratches on the pillars of the palace gave the truth away. It honestly recorded how fierce the battle was.

The air was still thick with the smell of blood, which enveloped the entire banquet hall. Such a stench made me sick. I forced myself to endure nausea and slowly walked forward.

In the middle of the banquet hall, at the palace table, a man sat quietly with a gentlemanly smile on his face. He must be Henry, the Vampire King.

Chapter 120 The Vampire King