Fated to My Father's Killer

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(Aurora's POV)

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"Can you drive a little slower, Aurora?"

"I don't have much time, Julia. Can you believe my dear father is marrying me off to a stranger I've never met? It is unfair! I have the right to choose who I want to marry!" I gasped and stepped on the gas with more force, even the whole car body shaking on the road.

"And you know what's the most intolerable thing? The one he chose for me is a notorious and cursed Human Prince! The enemy of all of us werewolves! Father is trying to push me into the living hell!" Disgruntled, I slapped my steering wheel again, which was the only way I could do to keep my anger in check.

"Yes. Yes," My best friend Julia sat on the passenger side, nodded with her eyes wide open watching the road ahead like she was watching a horror movie, "But till we figure things out, I think we'd better make sure we won't die in a car accident!"

Glancing at the ghastly white face of Julia, I tried to breathe steadily. She was right, I had to stay calm so that I would have enough strength to put that face under my ass when I met my f*cking fiancé.

"Logan Charming. Urgh!" I still couldn't accept this stupid news.

I, Aurora Regalia, am the werewolf princess of the Royal, was going to marry a nasty human prince. The man who started that tragic war! A disgrace to my kind!

It was said that Logan was born as a Human Prince and somehow turned into a Werewolf. But that didn't help us pull him to our side. Instead, he angrily began a killing spree of all supernatural beings. A way of him rejecting what he called a curse to be a Werewolf.

Ungrateful b*stard! Did he not realise that being a Werewolf made him much stronger than being a mere Human. Pathetic fool!

The bloodshed continued for ten years, and my brothers died on the battlefield one after another. I will never forget those days when Father returned with the broken remains of my brothers. My parents seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and a gloom seemed to hang over the entire Kingdom.

Darkness came upon us.

After the death of my brothers, I became the only heir of the Alpha King. As days passed, more and more had come forward to challenge my father to step down from the throne, saying he was no longer fit to sit on it. They even said that the glory days of our pack would definitely fade if the Kingdom was going to be ruled by a female like me.

A daughter of an Alpha King who has not turned into her Wolf yet, even at the age of seventeen.

And then, my arranged marriage with the Crown Prince of Rivera suddenly became a solution. Urgh!

I slapped my hand on the steering wheel again and that