The Werewolf King's Runaway Queen
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The Werewolf King's Runaway Queen

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Royal Blood Series: The Werewolf King's Runaway Queen | Book #2



"You are my mate. The supposed Queen of this kingdom. I cannot have you running away from me and your responsibilities" he said.

My blood boiled.

It's not like I had a choice.

I don't get to pick my mate

That's why I have to suffer this predicament.

"Do you think I want to be here? If you had agreed to my rejection, you wouldn't have to be so stressed out that I'm unable to reach your standards as your mate" I said in spite.

He looked at me with furrowed brows.

"Do you realize the weight of your words?" he said in disbelief.

"Yes, I do" I said.

"Being the King doesn't make it an excuse to be an a-hole. If you wanted a competent mate, you should've picked a mate yourself instead of forcing me" I said and walked away.

Tears started to stream down my face uncontrollably.

I hate it here.



Alissa Ford is a 20 year old she wolf from Sol pack; a small pack in the East. She once lived in the palace territory with her mother. Before turning 18, Alissa ran away with the knowledge of only one person; Queen Liviana also known as her Aunt Liv. After running away, Alissa lived her life as a rogue while she tried to find herself. After an unfortunate event, she ends up being part of a pack which became the best part of her life. Until, something big happened and she ends up meeting the person she least expects to meet in such a chaotic situation. Her mate and the new King; His Majesty King Luke Alaric. Will their story be a fortunate one or another memory worth burying in the past?

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Tags: second chancekickass heroinepowerfulkingwerewolvespackbetrayalenemies to loversfirst loverebirth/reborn
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I got up with my eyes closed and slightly frowned.

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I sleepily got out of bed and stretched as I walked over to the door.

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