The Cursed Alpha’s Daughter
"They said the Alpha’s heir was a son. They lied."
Wolfless. Worthless. A walking curse.
Cinder Romero has spent her life as the shadow twin—blamed for her mother’s death, ignored by her kingdom, and promised like livestock to a man she despises. But when an ancient monster breaches the barrier and leaves her brother near death, Cinder is thrust into the role meant for him: envoy to the Vampire Kingdom of Erevar.
Except no one knows she was the firstborn.
Or that something terrifying and powerful woke inside her that night.
Sent across enemy borders to a dark academy where vampires, fae, warlocks and monsters walk the halls, Cinder must navigate court politics, whispered legends, and the devastating attention of the Vampire Prince—a beautiful, cruel enigma who might want her dead… or worse, want her entirely.
But nothing is as dangerous as the man she’s betrothed to.
Zulu smiles like a lover and schemes like a villain. And he’s not just waiting for her return—he’s hunting for what’s inside her.
The academy may teach her how to fight.
But only the truth will set her free.
A cursed heir. A forbidden magic. A love that could ruin kingdoms.
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTYOf course nothing was settled in the many minutes that followed.Wine flowed. Plates clattered.Then the dancers arrived. A break of some sort.A dozen vampire courtesans swept across the marble floor, veiled in silks the color of bruised roses. Their movements were as fluid as falling water, their steps a practiced seduction designed to mesmerize. And beneath the beauty—something sharp. Predatory. Terrifying.They didn't dance as unbridled as the wolves in Vargrheim. Every dance I'd ever been to was filled with energy and madness to the drum beats.I watched, and for a second my chest felt hollow with the sight of it. Something told me they were more than just dancers—they could kill efficiently if need be.Drums here pulsed low. A flute wept a thin, eerie lament.After much apprehension and annoyance on my side, one of the human kings rose, his goblet lifted. “May this be the first of many peaceful dawns,” he intoned, his voice carrying through the music.Unnecessary words.Queen N
Last Updated: 2025-10-10
Chapter: CHAPTER NINETEENThe summit had officially begun.Three human kings out of the seven in the continent entered first, dripping gold and arrogance. Their crowns glittered under the false starlight, each step heavy with centuries of entitlement.I leaned forward in my seat, heart pounding.Humans. Living, breathing humans.Actual kings. I’d only ever seen their faces stamped onto coins or painted in faded tapestries, and now here they were, flesh and bone and breathing the same air as me.Not that I respected them. They were fragile. Soft. Susceptible to sickness, swords, and time itself — and yet they carried themselves like they were gods. The irony almost made me laugh. Depending on us “monsters” to guard their borders, while pretending they were still the first, the clean, the chosen.Behind them swept in the warlocks, seven of the First Tier. Smoke curled from their robes, their eyes burning with that eerie, star-caught glow. I couldn’t help but shiver. These weren’t the hedge witches who sold
Last Updated: 2025-10-09
Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTEENVasska mounted and turned his steed after a nod at Elio. He did so with the ease of someone used to being obeyed before he even gave the command.Typical.The vampire officials behind him fell in line without so much as a twitch. Crimson cloaks, black sashes, elegant and cold. Everything about them screamed control.Haha. Inviting.“Isolde,” Ezekiel hissed through clenched teeth, “you can stop now.” He reminded.She was still in her waist pain inducing pose.I laughed out loud this time.I inexplicably felt Isolde shooting me subtle eye daggers.I raised an infuriating brow then turned around. I was still thinking about the way Vasska’s eyes had scraped across my skin like glass—cool, unhurried, and vaguely amused.Like I was interesting in that degrading way you'd find a cat cute.Behind me, Isolde exhaled like someone had squeezed a perfume bottle. Her voice oozed faux sweetness.“Did you see the way he looked at me?”“Who?” I said, deadpan. “The horse?”She bared her teeth, "You
Last Updated: 2025-10-07
Chapter: CHAPTER SEVENTEEN "Lord Vasska."I hear Isolde say with a breathy sigh.The steed pawed once at the stone as the figure dismounted with the sort of grace that looked unhurried but deliberate. The kind of grace that said, I'm dangerous.He stepped forward.And the dock might as well have vanished.Everything else did.Vasska.He wasn’t what I expected.Beautiful in the most alarming way.And eyes—gods, those eyes.They went straight through me.Locked on.Unblinking.Undeniable.My breath caught.Not because it was romantic or dramatic or any of the garbage Isolde probably dreamed of when she whispered his name. No. It was because his gaze was too still. Too intent. Like he was reading me—not just my posture, not my clothes or title.Me.Wait.... reading me. Vampires did read minds... right?His gaze was steady and consuming. Curious, almost. But not passive. He looked at me like a hunter catching scent—head tilted, eyes narrowed. Like something he didn’t expect had just washed up shore.《Look away》
Last Updated: 2025-10-07
Chapter: CHAPTER SIXTEEN"What is this I'm hearing about your brother being a thief from the lower quarters, Gio?" Elio inquired sourly.I touch my nose and let out an embarrassed chuckle.We reached the edge of the kingdom before noon.I stood beside Elio, silent. My disguise still half-intact—a soot-smeared face and a tunic I’d wrestled out of some merchant’s laundry. No longer “Gio,” and not quite “Cinder.” Just a guilty in-between thing trying to stay quiet for as long as possible.The crew were already looking at me like I'd betrayed them somehow. The Moon blessed barrier loomed ahead.It shimmered like liquid glass between two black stone obelisks, thin and rippling, distorting the world behind it like heat rising off from a scorching hot day. The divine wall, spun from the magic of old Lunas, tempered by blood, prayers, and the Moon Goddess herself. Its presence hummed through the air like a closed mouth ready to scream.Quinn unslung the velvet-wrapped staff from his back.It looked unassuming—ashw
Last Updated: 2025-10-06
Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTEEN“Of course he’d wake up now,” I muttered, staring at the dock like it had betrayed me personally.My gut did a backflip. Then another. Because of course.I swore under my breath. Loud enough to earn a look from the crewman beside me.Was I happy? Yes.Was I furious? Yes also.Leave it to Elio to rise from a coma just in time to ruin my perfect, stolen getaway.Cheers followed, echoing across the waters. Even the seagulls scattered, startled by the sudden storm of voices.I dared a glance.The royal guards parted in reverent formation—an unspoken ripple of discipline—shoulders squared, hands clenched at their sides.And through them stepped Elio Romero.Alive. Awake.And too soon.He moved like nothing had touched him. No beast, no lightning, no coma. Like his body hadn’t once shattered in the forest for a sister the world would rather forget.But I remembered.His gait was measured. Military. His white ceremonial cloak trailing behind him like moonlight soaked in blood.Behind him, Is
Last Updated: 2025-10-06
Chapter: Chapter 45: Sleeping arrangements Silence between them stretched thin, trembling like glass.Neither spoke. The echo of his last words — “you make it impossible to be fair” — still hung in the air.Isabella was choked by the look in his eyes. She wanted to lay everything bare then. The drunken mistake, her spike of jealousy, her conflicted emotions.She needed someone to talk to about the slow but sure down spiral she was going through.Once upon a time that someone would have been Chloe Dubois.Isabella’s phone rang.The sharp chime shattered the tension.She startled. Vincent’s gaze flicked to the glowing screen in her hand.Daniel.Her throat tightened. She pushed him aside, turned her back to him, and pressed accept.“Daniel?”Her brother’s voice was calm — strange...“Sis, hey… how are you?”“…I’m fine. Why are you calling? Did something happen to Elena?” She didn’t know what she'd do if that were the case. She was a trans atlantic flight away.Daniel chuckled softly, the sound strained. “Just wanted to check o
Last Updated: 2025-10-09
Chapter: Chapter 44: Impossible to be FairThe door slammed so hard that the chandelier trembled.Isabella stomped into the suite, her shoes striking the marble like a declaration of war.Vincent didn’t even flinch. He was unbuttoning his cufflinks, cool as ever, his posture relaxed — as if the past three hours hadn’t been a public execution of her dignity.“Miss Rossi,” he drawled without looking up, “you’re acting highly unprofessional right now.”She stopped mid-step, her breath uneven.“I only asked you to carry a few bags, and you’ve not looked at me properly ever since.”She spun around.A few bags?Her fingers curled into her palms.A few bags from luxury stores across three districts, while he’d watched Anna twirl in front of mirrors, laughing like a schoolgirl. And Isabella had stood there —smiling through her conflicted feelings.Her chest tightened. A thousand sharp words crowded behind her teeth—all the insults she’d swallowed since morning—but she bit down hard on her lip until she tasted blood.Her voice, when i
Last Updated: 2025-10-07
Chapter: Chapter 43: Adulterous CoupleThe Dubois and Grant families sitting together looked nothing like a happy union. It looked like a deal being negotiated.Clarisse Dubois sat upright on the edge of the sofa, pearls gleaming, her sharp nose tilted just enough to make it clear she didn’t approve of anything in this room — least of all the Grants’ gaudy chandelier and fake laughter.Zachary’s mother, Helena Grant, could not stop smiling. “Mrs. Dubois, it’s such an honor to have you in our home! Chloe’s been such a blessing to Zachary, we can’t thank you enough—”Clarisse only hummed, lifting her teacup without drinking from it. “Yes, I’m sure.” Her eyes flicked to Zachary. “Your son is in the entertainment business, yes?”Helena nodded eagerly. “Yes, yes, he’s helping his father with the company! Our Grant Studios manages several successful talents. Chloe has even dhown interest in the business too.”Clarisse’s lips curved. “How interesting. My daughter already has a business waiting for her. I suppose one needs somethi
Last Updated: 2025-10-05
Chapter: Chapter 42: Manual LabourVincent could feel Anna’s hand curled against his sleeve, light as silk. He’d heard her laugh just now — soft, charming, the same laugh she’d had when they were teenagers chasing each other through gardens their parents owned.“I can’t believe you,” Anna teased, tilting her face up to him. “Needing your secretary to feed you in the hospital. Vincent Sinclair, helpless. How emasculating.”Her laugh lingered between them, bright and amused.Vincent’s mouth curved faintly. “I was teaching her a lesson.”Anna’s eyes warmed, as though she understood something he hadn’t said out loud. “It’s been a long time,” she murmured. “I missed you.”The words hung in the air. He didn’t move, didn’t respond — but they pressed against him like the weight of memory.She leaned closer. “Your Miss Rossi, though… she’s a little silly. Chaotic.” Anna’s lips quirked. “But she has spirit. I can see why you keep her.”Vincent’s gaze flicked, just for a second, to the reflection in the boutique glass. Isabella t
Last Updated: 2025-10-03
Chapter: Chapter 41: Shopping with the Perfect Woman Isabella could not believe it.She never thought the day would come where she pitied another woman for dating Vincent Sinclair. But here she was—tailing after him, Anna de Vries, and Julian through the gleaming glass halls of one of Paris’s most expensive malls. Hoodie, sneakers, messy ponytail. She looked like a misplaced intern trailing magazine models for the latest issue of Money Marries Money.And her chest felt tight in the worst way.Out of all the scenarios she’d imagined when she woke up this morning, this was not on the list.Vincent had been discharged that afternoon. No drama, no fuss — just him climbing out of a hospital bed like he hadn’t been sweating bullets a few hours ago. The only evidence was the pale cast to his skin and the IV mark on his arm. But instead of going back to the hotel to rest like any normal human being, here he was. On a strolling date. With Miss Anna.And with them.Anna’s arm was tucked neatly into Vincent’s, her heels clicking on the marble
Last Updated: 2025-10-03
Chapter: Chapter 50: Feed Me“Thank you again, really!” Isabella said in a rush, half-bowing with the sleek black food box hugged tight to her chest. “I owe you, like, five coffees. Or maybe a date if you weren't already engaged.” She laughed awkwardly.Anna de Vries gave a polite, knowing smile, bouquet of lilies balanced in her hand. “There's really no need. You’re very welcome.”They stood just outside the hospital entrance. People swept past them, coats and scarves, some giving odd glances at the mismatched pair: Anna elegant in cream silk of the latest season and Isabella swallowed by a hoodie and jeans.Isabella shuffled backwards toward the hospital doors, tripping slightly on the curb in her hurry. “Okaybye!” she squeaked, then darted through the glass entrance like someone had set her backside on fire.Anna lingered for a moment, heels clicking softly against the pavement. Her eyes followed Isabella’s retreating figure, lips curving faintly. Then she shook her head, adjusting her grip on the lilies, and
Last Updated: 2025-10-02
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