I became the Purchased Wife Of The Lycan Prince

Chapter 8

Why do you wish to be loved when you already witnessed hoe love can hurt you in the end” Logan directed a question at her as he witched to another arm. “Our contract i for one year and after that, we will separate our ways. You can meet the child whenever. you with to,” he explained.

Logan’s demands were harsh as he wanted a mother to be away from a child. But he didn’t want a woman to stay close to him to bring a doom to him. He hadn't forgotten how in the past he suffered because of a woman, whom he used to love.

“That’s very selfish of you. Hope blurted out and moved away from him. | don’t need your sympathy for my wounds. You think it’ll be easy for me to stay away from my child,” she turned furious and began collecting her booksBelonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Ready to dash out of the room. Hope stood up when Logan grasped her arm and pulled her down to the mattress

Little Wolf, you are my purchased bride. Also, whatever | did wasn’t a mere act of sympathy. Instead, | want you to turn better since you need to produce a child soon.” Logan affirmed. He didn’t care if that sounded rude to her or not.

You were already rejected once by your mate. Don’t you feel an ounce of embarrassment for getting rejected by me too? Logan chuckled.

Hope curled her fingers as she realized he questioned her dignity this time. “You are worse than Daniel,” she said as tears emerged in her eyes. “Thate you, she muttered and ran out of his sight

Upon entering her room, Hope shut the door firmly and made her way to her study desk. As she arranged her books, she brushed away the tears clouding her eyes, pondering any possible escape from this suffocating household. The contractual ties no longer held significance to her.

Her gaze fell upon the balcony door, drawing her closer to it. Unlocking it from inside. she stepped onto the balcony Peering over the balustrade, Hope gauged the distance to the ground and realized it wasn’t too daunting. Crafting a makeshift rope from the bedsheets seemed plausible for her escape plan.

However, as an omega werewolf, Hope grappled with a lack of physical strength. A higher—ranked werewolf in her position might effortlessly flee by leaping down, yet her. inherent limitations posed a considerable obstacle.

Hope packed her backpack with her books and two pairs of clothes. She put the phone inside her pocket and then quickly made a rope using the bedsheet. After she was done, she tied its one end to the pillar in the balcony and hung its other end down the

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Hope checked its strength before jumping down and grabbing it firmly. Carefully, she lowered herself and soon reached the ground. Being an omega, Hope’s biggest strength was her courage in difficult times.

Touching down on the ground, Hope swiftly chose to avoid the front of the estate, aware that it could attract unwelcome attention. Recalling Camila’s advice about a vast forest lying beyond the villa’s backyard, Hope raced in its direction.

After a continuous sprint of about twenty minutes, the forest loomed ahead. Despite the darkness of the path, her enhanced werewolf vision served her well in navigating the terrain. Finally, she paused, leaning against a tree to catch her breath.

Retrieving her phone, Hope checked for directions, contemplating her next move. She pondered the best strategy to navigate her way out of the situation.

It took an hour for Hope to get out of the forest and reach the road, which connected to the highway.

She needed a place to spend a night. Checking her phone, Hope first booked a cab and then reached the main city. Because of the low balance in her account, she could only rent a room in the motel for the night. But was it advisable to be there?

“| cannot stay the entire night outside. It’s only about one night, then | will find a better place to live, Hope murmured. She knew Logan would never come to find her since she had no worth in his eyes, except giving him an offspring. He would easily find another woman who willingly does it for the money.

Resolutely stepping towards a nearby motel, Hope’s path was abruptly interrupted by a tap on her shoulder.

Turning to face the unknown man, before Hope could react, he pressed a handkerchief coated with anesthesia to her nose. Within moments, the world faded into

unconsciousness for Hope.

When Hope woke up with a heavy head, she murmured, “Where am I?” The bright yellow lights hit her eyes, causing distress to her. The effect of anesthesia was still on her as her eyes slowly closed.

She felt a splash of water on her face and jolted awake.

“Ahhhh!” Hope screamed as her hair was pulled and she saw Karla, her stepsister. “Leave my hair,” she urged.

“Shut up you bitch! Because of you Daniel lost his everything.” Karla bellowed at her. She let go of Hope’s hair and then repeatedly hit her cheeks.

“Stop!” Daniel told Karla and asked her to calm down.

Karla stepped away from Hope and said, “Babe, she doesn’t need any mercy. Because of her, you lost everything. Your business is now at a loss.”

Hope had no idea what they both were talking about and how she became the reason. for it. “I didn’t do anything. So, stop blaming me,” with her remaining strength Hope pronounced.

Daniel strangled her throat as his thumb tightly pressed against her neck. “Logan destroyed me because of you. You are the reason for my doom and I'll make sure you die today.” His eyes were blood-red as his alpha’s eyes shone brightly.

Hope thrashed her legs, but she had no way to escape Daniel’s grip. Tears poured down her eyes, and slowly, the darkness covered her eyes. She felt her body becoming lighter as it reached the abyss of nothingness.

But at that moment, she heard a familiar voice. “Logan,” she whispered before her eyes shut completely.

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