The Silver Bone: Reclaimed by the Lycan King
When the sheer veil meant for a slave girl was sent to my chamber again, I sneered and tore it into shreds. Before the sacred Altar of Vows, in front of tens of thousands of imperial lycans, I raised my spear and shattered my worthless fiancé’s pride, tearing up our marriage contract in public! In disbelief, Kael questioned me, "Zara, without me, who else could you possibly marry?" I turned and pointed at the terrifying god of death on the high platform—the man who made the entire Lycan Empire t
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