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Synopsis:

Amara hid her beauty since she was young. Her mother told her that her beauty might become her ruin, therefore she wore a mask and hid the scar that her mother had given her. When she met Gerard who accepted her despite her ugliness, she believed he was the man destined for her. 

But her fantasy was mercilessly broken after her lover sold her to an old nobleman for a pouch of gold coins.

She then met Azer, a man working at a bakery. Azer, who strikes her as a mysterious guy who suddenly appeared and invaded her broken heart which she swore to never let be swayed by another again, kept pouring her attention and kindness.

Can Amara trust a man again? Or will she forever cage her heart on the walls she built herself?

But what happens if, along the way of treasuring her newfound love, she learns that the scar she bears isn't just a simple scar, but a mark of a curse? As she gathers and unfolds the hidden and lost memories of her childhood, slowly, her identity is revealed. And so does the mystery surrounding Azer.

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This novel is the next series after the story of Kyden and Mona [Summoned by a Pretend Villainess]. The novels aren't connected, but the world-building is the same. The characters were living in the same world. Check it out too^^

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- superAyan

The Alpha's Cursed Luna

The door made a sound as though it was complaining about getting leaned on while witnessing that intimate exchange between two starved souls absorbed in their blissful reunion. The large window by the door was opened, allowing the morning light to pass through and illuminate that slightly closed space, letting the wind blow the white curtains and hide the two figures leaning by the door.

As the curtains fell back into place again, the two figures' position changed.

The second prince spun around, tearing away Amara's back from the door. His lips ravaged by his beloved slipped out after he pulled away slightly. His grey eyes gleaming like crystals danced with amusement upon witnessing Amara's knitted eyes.

75. I love you [M]