The Blood Prince's Seventh Bride

"For three hundreds under vampire rule, the Blood Prince has drawn a new bride from his realms every fifty years.In my previous life, Seraphina was chosen,Lucian’s childhood sweetheart.The night before our bonding ceremony, she burst into our chamber, tears streaming.“Lucian, I’ve been chosen as the Blood Prince’s seventh bride!” she sobbed.“They say he loses control on his wedding night, drains every drop of blood from his bride. None of the first six lived to see dawn. I don’t want to die—please, claim me as your mate!”But Lucian had already claimed me.And by wolf law, an Alpha may bind only one mate at a time.So I step forward, and refused her.The next day, at the altar, Seraphina slit her throat with a silver dagger.Lucian didn’t flinch. He ordered the blood scrubbed from the stones—and proceeded with our ceremony as nothing had happened.However,on our honeymoon, he pushed me into starving wolves.His eyes burned crimson as he snarled, “If you hadn’t tricked me into marking you earlier, Seraphina would be alive.You killed her.”Over a dozen of wolves with gleaming eyes swarmed me in, tore me limb from limb.Then I woke, back on the day the mate-hunger hex seized Lucian.This time, I dragged Seraph-the girl Lucian cherished as most precious jewel,from her house myself, and shoved her into Lucian’s chamber.“Be his cure, and I’ll take your place as the Blood Prince’s bride instead."