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The Alpha King's Last Bride

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Alpha Atlas, King of Del Luna is cursed— unlike the rest of the werewolves, he is destined to never have a fated mate. Tradition in Del Luna enables the kingdom’s ruler to take in five brides into his harem to ensure an heir. Just like the kings before him, Atlas followed this tradition until the Goddess decided to play a trick on him. Natalia is a rogue that kills for a living. When an assignment sends her to the palace, she is delighted to find her mate there. That is, until she realizes her mate is none other than the fearsome king, Alpha Atlas. Instantly, Natalia flees— she doesn’t wish to be cooped up as a part of the king’s harem. However, Atlas doesn’t give her a choice, forcefully confining her to the walls of the palace. Forced to interact under the same roof, there begins a never-ending push and pull between them. Natalia will soon to realize that the bond between mates isn’t something that can be so easily ignored. When old enemies threaten to destroy the peace of Del Luna, can Natalia and Atlas set aside their differences and work together to keep their kingdom safe? Or will their own egos lead to their ruin? — “Do you dislike me that much, Darling?” Atlas asked. The question tore through Natalia’s heart. Her hand stretched out and settled on his cheek, causing his eyes to close in bliss. Atlas had known many women before Natalia, but none could make him feel half the things she made him feel. One touch from her was enough to set his body aflame. He craved her. “I can never hate you, Atlas. You are as much a part of me as I am a part of you. But here… I feel caged. Can't you let me go?” Bitterness settled into his heart. He stood up and turned away, unwilling to look her in the eyes. “Since you wish to leave so much, I offer a solution. Are you willing to do it?” When his eyes met Natalia’s again, it was cold. “Break the bond between us,” he said, causing Natalia’s heart to sink. “That’s the only way to be free from me.”
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