It wasn't that he hadn't pondered this question before. He had. When Margrette, the hottest witch in Black Fang Valley, pushed him to marry the hybrid two years ago, he wondered if there was something special about her.After all, Margrette wasn't only hot, but could also be considered wealthy in a place like the Black Fang region that was in shambles in the aftermath of the world war.There had to be something worthy of notice for her to specifically advise him to marry the poor and weak orphan of the pack. Or so he thought.But even after living together for two years, other than her needy eyes, he discovered nothing remarkable about Shamsiya Moore, and couldn't stomach her presence. However, now...he began to wonder.Just why were the feared demon of the supernatural world, and the alpha king of the various packs in the Mediterranean Euro region, playing with millions of dollars on her name?Because while the Demon Lord could afford to waste that amount of money, the same couldn't

Nick Jackson froze and stared at her with a shocked expression. "What? Are you stunned that I said you soil my eyes, or flabbergasted that I only returned with you to sever our relationship?" Shamsiya grinned wickedly. She walked forward with the gait of a confident woman to close the gap between them. Even more amazed by this action of hers, the man's pupils noticeably constricted as confusion and bewilderment clouded his face.Shamsiya paused, then her violet eyes flashed with understanding, and her smug grin loosened into a helpless smile.Before, she had been really too cowardly. Or more specifically, too careful. Because Nick Jackson was the only person who accepted her, she was afraid to do anything that would make him hate or despise her, and regret his decision.So the fool she was obeyed his every order, and didn't dare to get close to him until he beckoned her over, like a servant and a dog. She lived in the house she bought with her own money, like an invisible ghost, whil

Due to the decrease in population, there were a lot more women than men in the current period. Pack Alpha's encouraged the male population to reproduce, which meant sowing their seed in any female they felt an attraction to until they marked a chosen mate or their true soulmate entered their lives.Shamsiya, being Nick Jackson's chosen mate, had been begging the Alpha of the Black Fang Pack to hold their marking ceremony for two years without any success. This confused her before, as once a couple signed the marriage certificate, they had a right to a marking ceremony.But after Nick Jackson sold her, she had an inkling of what must have happened. While she had been desperate to bear his mark, the scumbag probably despised her to the point of revulsion, and went behind her back to speak with the alpha.As a hybrid, her status was lower than the lowest omega in the pack. Combined with the fact that she couldn't mark him because of her hybrid bloodline when he marked her, Shamsiya suspe

For a brief moment, Shamsiya pondered this strange situation in contemplative silence, then carelessly shrugged her shoulders. She didn't care what the two were smoking. Whether they wailed or cackled, it was their business. As for her...she was finally free!"Why...? Shamsiya, I know I didn't treat you well before. But I realized my mistake. I really wanted to treat you better this time!" Staggering to his feet, Nick Jackson clenched his fists and questioned her with an anger glare. "Why didn't you give me a chance?" Shamsiya stared at him as if she was looking at a fool. "Must I forgive you, just because you realized your mistake? You might not know this, but to survive and maintain my chastity, I stabbed myself and killed living, breathing people like weeds on the roadside. Forgive you?" She turned and strode off the platform. In the shadow of her receding back, her gloomy chuckle reverberated in the silent atmosphere, leaving her frosty words to echo in the ears of the gathered c

Iblis wanted to kill her. Before meeting this woman, he never felt so shamed and disgraced. The entire supernatural world knew she was his wife, his Demon Queen. The one and only woman whose name was entered in the book of Supernatural Union with his.And yet, she wasn't in the least concerned of how negatively her actions reflected on him. Shamsiya struggled against the grip on her throat. She scratched and pulled on the demon's hand, while wheezing and coughing her lungs out. It was at times like this that she wished she had werewolf strength. No matter how hard she clawed at the vice grip, the man didn't budge because she was too weak to inflict any damage on him.Her eyes burned behind her closed lids, and as she felt the aura of death, she wondered why she had even been fighting. Knowing how unlucky she was, how could she ever imagine she could live a different life after divorcing Nick Jackson?She wasn't destined for happiness. Not before, and apparently, never.Releasing a re