I was married by my family to an Alpha prince Ismail, who was said to have died six mates. Ismail was the next heir to the Daybreak Army. But at the same time, he was also suffering from an illness and was predicted to be less than 30 years old by the witches. I had refused and resisted, but in the end, I was forced to become Ismail's wife. On our wedding night, I sat nervously on the bed, imagining my tragic fate. Suddenly, Ismail walked in. He looked handsome and healthy, why did people say that about him? He stood still in front of me and looked down at me from above. His voice was cold, "I heard that you can cure my disease?"