
Her Mateless Prince
Desireé Valeria ✍️
He towers over my small frame. His muscles bulge beneath the fabric of his clothes as he steps closer to me. I want to leave, but he won’t let me go. His hand wraps around my arm.
“You’re my mate.”
“Chosen mate.” I remind him. I’ve learned there’s a very distinct difference between the two. A fated mate connection, created by the moon goddess herself, is something so undeniable and pure.
Or so...
“You’re my mate.”
“Chosen mate.” I remind him. I’ve learned there’s a very distinct difference between the two. A fated mate connection, created by the moon goddess herself, is something so undeniable and pure.
Or so...
Alpha
Arranged marriage
Class Difference
Enemies to Lovers
Fated Mate
Mistaken Identity
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