Description
Disclaimer: strong sexual content He was tall and broad, short milk chocolate hair complimented his bright gold eyes and brought out the honey tint to his hair. His skin was a smooth, warm ivory. There was only a twelve year age gap between us, but I definitely felt it when I looked at him. He was clearly a man and I was hardly out of my teens. He finally tossed his attention my way, face emotionless and assessing. "She's a child," he commented. "She is twenty, Your Majesty," the older woman next to him said. "A child," he reiterated. "Send her back." "With all due respect, Your Majesty, we have already submitted payment to her family. We cannot send her back." His eyes darted to the woman, annoyance flashed over his expression. "And what exactly am I supposed to do with her?" In a world where werewolves are nothing more than a bloodline and vampires long to exterminate the species, Amina has been selected to fulfill her duty of marrying the crowned werewolf prince and continue their lineage. However, there are things lurking in the royal family that Amina isn't sure she ever wanted to know. (Disclaimer: Mature story with strong sexual content )
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