Chapter 153 Victor

❦ Nikolai ❦ 

My bride is a goddess in her own right.

I watched, stunned, as Maeve’s porcelain pale skin paled further. Whitened, like bleached silk.

Her limbs swelled as the shift overtook her. Her dress tore, silvery white fur bursting from her chest, elbows, hips.

It was an incomplete wolf s...

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