The Lycan's Curse - His Hybrid Mate
Alessia, a beautiful and powerful Sliver-blonde haired werewolf, born from the love of an Alpha and a powerful Witch. She faces insurmountable obstacles and had already accumulated so many enemies who sought her death right from birth.
This lead first, to the mysterious death of her parents. Then the sudden brutal annihilation of her Pack, with her being the sole survivor. Enraged, Alessia seeks revenge for her Pack, the only family she ever knew. This rage, led to her complete awakening.
A rebirth!
Gaining a balance control of her wolf, after her first Transformation, she sought the alliance of a powerful and Formidable Alpha. Alpha Derek, a direct descendant of Lycan, a protective leader, who also seek to lift the ancient curse on his kind. This alliance prove to be quite a challenge to Alessia.
Derek, Unbeknownst to her, was her fated mate and also the suitor who sought after her prior to the chaos, and her his would-be Luna.
Later, the common goal brought them closer and thus the power of love is ignited.
Through twist and turn, Alessia gets to know that she is the child of the prophecy, prophesied by Lycan centuries ago - As one to lift the curse on the son's of Lycan. A curse placed on a generation of humans by a strong witch - 'She cursed them to forever wander the night as part wolf and part human, and to forever be bond to the moon.
Alessia is the child to break the curse. She brings redemption to the son's of Lycan.
With Alessia and Derek's life hanging in balance, Can their love conquer centuries old curse and enemies? Can they forge unbreakable alliances and redeem the son's of Lycan? Will Alessia claim her place as the most powerful Luna in the shape shifter's world?
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Chapter: Chapter Eighty-eight: Amaranthine Derek’s POV: Two Moons LaterI sit in my office, eyes skimming over pack duties, barely focused. The weight of the past few weeks presses down like stone—battle councils, alliances, endless rebuilding.Just as I’m about to call it a night, the door bursts open.Darren barrels in, panting like he outran a storm.“What in the gods’ name are you breathlessly here for, Darren?” I groan. “If this is about another event, I swear I’m done attending anything for the rest of the month.”He cuts me off. “The Luna—”I blink. “What about Alessia? Is she throwing another—”“She’s in labor!” he blurts.I freeze. “What?”“The baby is coming, Derek!” he shouts.I
Last Updated: 2025-07-11
Chapter: Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Ultimate Sacrifice Third Person POV:Raven’s golden eyes blazes as she squared off with Ryel, lightning crackling faintly at her fingertips."Is this how you treat the one who raised you?" Ryel snarls."You killed her!" she screams. "You killed Olivia!"Ryel only laughs, dark and hollow. "No, Raven. I saved her. Her essence was a worthy sacrifice for this cause. She was chosen. History will remember her as part of a rebirth that transcends death."Raven’s face twists in fury. "You sick, delusional psychopath. I’m going to kill you."She lunges.Alessia moves to help, but Cyre grabs her arm. "No. This is her fight. We have to trust her. Meanwhile, the veil—" she points to the seething rift behind Ryel, light bleeding from it, pulling reality inward. "We need to close it. If it stays open much longer, it’ll consume the world."
Last Updated: 2025-07-09
Chapter: Chapter Eighty-six: The SealsDerek's POV:I walk ahead towards my office, my jaw taut, beneath my silence is fury. Alessia and Darren, just behind match my pace. We don't speak until we reach the office, and even then, it's the heavy this of the door closing that breaks the tension.Raven is already there.She stands near the window, arms crossed, hood down. Her fox ears twitches once in greeting, or warning - I can't tell.She turns slowly, and her eyes - still unnervingly gold - land on me first, then Alessia."You tortured her," she says flatly. No judgement. Just a fact laid bare."She warned it," I reply. "And she still didn't talk."Raven's gaze lingers on Alessia. "But you got close. She's shaken. That matters."I step forward. "Why are you here, Raven? You weren't supposed to leave your tent, the wings given to you for the duration of you
Last Updated: 2025-07-08
Chapter: Chapter Eighty-Five: The Interrogation Alessia POV:The guards obey swiftly, dragging Mathilda forward. Her feet stumbles, but her head remains high - chin lifted, mouth tight line of disdain as they strap her arms and legs to the reinforced silver-inlaid chair.Mathilda's blind eyes - if they are truly blind - don't blink when the chains snap shut."I see you still enjoy your theatrics, Alpha," she says dryly, her voice cool and gravelly. "Or has fear made you a showman now?"Darren glances at Derek, waiting for a signal.He gives none.Instead, he steps forward until he's few inches away from her."Spare me the performance," he growls. "You've danced behind your veil long enough. We're done playing nice."Her lip twitches. "Ah, so we've moved to threats.""No. Truths." He nods towards the table behind Darren, where the tools lie neat
Last Updated: 2025-07-06
Chapter: Chapter Eighty-Four: Shocking Revelations Raven's POV:Long after Cyre left. I sit with the book, fingers twitching at the edges of the pages trying hard to read it. But I can't. The text ripples in front of me any time I try to.I blink. Again.Nothing.I sigh.What the hell is wrong with me? I mutter, shutting the book with more force than necessary.The wind shifts.And then I smell it.That scent. Familiar - sharp like burned safe, laced with crushed petals. It's hers.Olivia.Along with it, there's a scent that doesn't belong.I rise slowly, scanning the treeline from the edge of the den's eastern garden. The moon casts pale shards through the forest canopy - and then I see it.A cloaked figure. Moving swiftly among the trees."What the hell - ?"
Last Updated: 2025-07-05
Chapter: Chapter Eighty-Three: The Blind Old SeerOlivia's POV:I shouldn't be here.The corridor is dim, tucked just behind one of the carved alcoves in the East Wing. I come looking for the young man I'd a one night stand with. I'm in heat and could do with a nice, steamy, hot sex to cool off my nerves.But I can't move. Not after what I'm seeing.Two guards. One frail looking woman between them.They're dragging her - no, not roughly, but not gently either - they reek of secrecy. And that moment, as the light hits her face just right, I see her.She's not just some prisoner.She's the blind old seer.The one who foresaw Ryel as the Lycan and ultimate ruler of the world.The one who whispered. "Greenwoods must fall for you to rise to the position of Lycan."I freeze, pressing my back against the wall so hard it hurts.
Last Updated: 2025-07-04
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