The Cursed Alpha
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One curse. One survivor. One bond strong enough to break bloodlines.
When Elysia D’Argent’s coven was slaughtered by the werewolf Alpha’s army, she swore vengeance. Years later, she infiltrates the palace of the cursed Alpha, Alaric Varyn, to finish what her mother’s dying curse began. But when her dagger hovers above his heart, the unthinkable happens—he wakes, captures her, and she does not die.
For a man whose touch kills any woman who comes near, her survival is both miracle and temptation. Alaric knows she is hiding something, yet her immunity to his curse may be the key to breaking it. He offers her a choice—exposure and death, or life as his mistress under his command. Bound by danger and desire, they enter an arrangement that blurs the lines between hate and hunger.
But as secrets unravel and feelings take root, Elysia discovers a truth far crueler than any curse: the Alpha she meant to destroy is not the monster his father was. And when enemies rise again to finish the war their ancestors began, love becomes their only rebellion.
In a realm where magic and blood are bound, their passion will either end the curse or consume them both
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Chapter: Alive and annoyed 1Morning light crept into the chamber like it was trespassing. It had been an interesting night before, Elysia tried to kill an Alpha but failed and somehow she had survived it.Elysia noticed it immediately because she had been awake for hours, lying stiffly atop the bed as though it might accuse her of theft if she relaxed too much. The mattress was absurdly soft. Offensive, really. The kind of bed that suggested people here expected to wake up again. It had been a long time since she slept on a proper bed and quickly her mind forced memories of her past into her mind but she had to push them back.She swung her legs over the side and stood. Pain bloomed along her ribs, sharp but manageable. She welcomed it. Pain meant she was still real, that it wasn't a dream, the pain reminded her that she had failed and she believed that she deserved it.The door opened without warning.Alaric stepped inside.In daylight, he was worse.At night, he had been a shadow and a threat, all sharp edges
Last Updated: 2026-02-11
Chapter: The Alpha bargain 2Night lay heavy over the fortress, pressing against its stone walls like a living thing. The moon was high, its pale light filtering through narrow windows and stretching across the floor of the chamber where Elysia lay awake. The room was quiet in a way that felt unnatural, as though sound itself had learned to tread carefully within these walls.She had not slept since they brought her here.Her body was exhausted, bruised, and aching in places she had learned to ignore, but her mind refused to rest. Every time she closed her eyes, she was back in Alaric’s chamber. Back on the cold floor with his weight pinning her down. Back in that single moment when her heart should have stopped and did not.She replayed it endlessly. The impact. The way her breath had been knocked from her lungs. The split second where everything should have gone dark.Nothing had happened.No pain beyond the physical. No sudden silence. No death.Her heart had continued to beat as though it had never been in da
Last Updated: 2026-02-04
Chapter: The Alphas bargainThe words echoed in Elysia’s mind long after they were spoken.Will you make babies with me?For a heartbeat, the world ceased to exist. No rage. No fear. Just disbelief so sharp it left her dizzy.“Are you mad?” she finally asked, her voice hoarse, raw from terror and exhaustion, her eyebrows furrowed as the words came out of her lips.Alaric did not answer immediately. He straightened, stepping away from her fallen body as though some invisible boundary had been crossed. The distance between them felt deliberate, controlled. Dangerous in its restraint and his heart skipped, feeling unsure of the way he felt, he brushed it away and he continued talking.“You are alive,” he said instead. “That is the only thing that matters right now.”Elysia pushed herself onto her elbows, pain screaming through her ribs. Blood coated her tongue. Her head throbbed where it had struck the floor. Still, she forced herself upright, dagger clutched weakly in her hand, trying to hold it more firmly but ev
Last Updated: 2026-02-04
Chapter: A night of knives and dreams 2What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he asked, his voice quiet enough to make the world itself hold still. Elysia's heart skipped multiple beats and her blood ran cold, she was skilled and had walked in as quietly as she has been trained to, how could he have noticed, is this the power of the Alpha?Before she could think the Alpha tackled her and in the blink of an eye she was on the bed beneath him in his powerful grip she couldn't escape, as she struggled she heard his deep voice once more “Are you deaf? What the hell do you think you are doing” he said in a lowered but commanding tone, probing her for the answers she seemed unwilling to give.She started calculating her chances of survival and they weren't looking very good. She had planned to kill him then take her own life since she had no family and nowhere else to go because revenge was her only goal in life and now she had failed, she hadn't contemplated that option. Quickly the thought of how she could be killed passe
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
Chapter: The night of knives and dreamsThe fire in the Alpha’s study burned low, a slow flicker that painted the room in gold and shadow. The scent of smoke mingled with parchment and ink, old leather, and faint traces of steel. Outside, the night pressed heavy against the castle walls, the wind whispering through the stone as though carrying secrets from the mountains.Alaric sat behind his desk, his storm-grey eyes tracing the borders marked across a spread of maps. The candlelight caught the faint scar near his temple, a mark from battles fought long before he became Alpha. His jaw was set, but not in anger. He had the look of a man too used to silence, one who found little rest even when the war had quieted.Across the room, Corvin Hale lounged on the window seat, a silver goblet in hand. His long, dark hair fell loose around his face, catching the firelight like strands of ink. He looked as if he’d stepped out of a portrait meant for royal halls rather than a battlefield. Too beautiful for armor and too sharp for cour
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
Chapter: The Alpha and the servantThe room was dimly lit, the heavy curtains drawn against the morning light. The air smelled faintly of steel, pine, and something darker like old smoke and earth after rain. Even without being told, one could tell this was the room of someone important. The stillness carried authority, as though the walls themselves had learned silence out of respect.A large oak table stood near the center, bare except for a few parchments and a single half-drained cup. A sword rested by the hearth, its silver hilt gleaming faintly in the firelight. Every detail of the chamber felt deliberate, strong, clean, stripped of excess.Elysia stepped inside, closing the door softly behind her. The sound echoed in the quiet. Her heart thudded hard against her ribs, but her hands stayed steady on the tray. She dared not let them shake. She had waited too long for this moment. She couldn’t falter now not when she was so close to her goal.The man she’d sworn to kill was here.Alaric Varyn stood near the window,
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
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