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"You were never meant to be mine, Seraphina." His voice was a low growl, his golden eyes darkened with a dangerous hunger. "Yet here you are... defying fate itself."

Seraphina was supposed to be nothing more than a pawn, a bargaining piece in a war she never chose. But when the ruthless Lycan King claims her as his, she finds herself trapped in a game of power, passion, and betrayal.

"If you think I’ll bow to you like the others, you’re mistaken." She lifts her chin, despite the chains binding her. "I am no one's possession."

But when ghosts from his past return—one bleeding, the other burning with vengeance—Seraphina realizes she isn’t just fighting for freedom. She’s fighting for his heart.

And in a kingdom where love is forbidden and betrayal lurks in the shadows, the greatest threat may not be the enemy outside their walls... but the desire igniting between them.

She is the forbidden bride. He is the most ruthless king. And their love could destroy them both.

I'm The Forbidden Bride; He's The Most Ruthless

"I promise to try my best." I retorted and he placed his hand on my cheek.

"I have to talk to Alistair about how to protect our people and restrain them from having anything to do with the East side for now. The illness is contagious, and you also have to be careful of what you eat or touch; who knows if anyone has contracted it in the town."

"I will be careful, Lorien. Go and talk to your brother." I replied, and he smiled, then walked out of the courtroom.

Irene came up to me and escorted me out. I was shocked to see Arya mount a horse and ride off while Alistair tried to stop her.

"Listen to me, Arya! You going there is just more harm than good! This illness is dangerous." He yelled as he stood before her horse confidently.

"If I come back safe, thank the goddess but if I don't, forget about me." She responded and whipped the horse.

"Close the gates!" Lorien commanded as the horse tried to run over Alistair.

Chapter 97: A Queen’s Burden