The Slave Mated To The Pack's Angel
Pack angels are powerful, rare, stunning, bold, and all other good virtues you can name. In simple, they are perfection. Our park is lucky to have one, the King's son. He is the fantasy of every girl but the truth is he will only be mated to one special girl, another angel.
My grandmother, the pack's prophetess foresaw that the girl would be my sister. Since then, Irene has always been treated like a princess herself. Once she gets nineteen, she will get her wings and marry the prince.
Then I can go back to living my life, because for now all I do is serve her, because she demanded that I become her slave. The Pack and the Prince grants her every wish.
While no one foretold that I will turn into an angel, it's been three months since I turned eighteen and I am yet to phase into a werewolf.
Sarah's hand tightens around my wrist as Jacob walks to the stage, his wings spread out for everyone to see. He looks so gorgeous that girls in the crowd are smiling seductively, trying to catch his attention. They haven't heard he isn't single.
So many people came to witness our wedding. Our dramatic love s……
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