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Naiari, a bastard daughter who was abandoned by her mother, ignored by her father and tormented by her stepmother the queen and her stepsister. She is a nobody without a title, without any use until her father decides to marry her off.

In a callous move and with the help of magic, Naiari ends up getting married to the crippled king Kael that her sister was promised to.

Naiari discovers that there is more to Kael than his disability, he is powerful, astute and ruthless with anyone that crosses him. Even more than that, she realizes that he is the only one that she feels genuine warmth from and she finds herself falling in love but a deep secret is stopping her from getting swept off in her feelings.

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“Have you come to help me bathe wife.” Kael asked, his voice mocking and Naiari’s cheeks bloomed a rosy red of embarrassment.

“I am sorry your highness but I believe that is a task for your maids.” She said curtly, an unfamiliar tinge of jealousy annoying her as she remembered that the maids got to see him naked.

“Kael.” He said and she looked up at him in confusion.

“Call my name.” He demanded, his eyes hot as they concentrated on her lips as if willing her to open them and speak his name.

Forced To Marry The Crippled Lycan

"Prince Fredrick, there you are. I have been looking all over the palace for you." Yvette said brightly with a forced smile, she still hated the very sight of the prince even though she was free of him.

The maid who had been in his clutches quickly hurried out of the library while adjusting her clothes, eyes down to the ground so that she would avoid the princess' heated gaze.

Her father been exactly like this, sleeping with everyone that he could find. It was a surprise that there was not a slew of bastards sired by him.

Yvette stifled the urge to scoff at Fredrick in disgust, she found it demeaning when a noble stooped so low to canvort with maids and lowborn people. She forced herself to remember that he was no longer her problem.

The Smell Of Blood