Banished By The Alpha King:Claimed By The Cursed Lycan Beast
Elara never imagined her quiet life as a wolfless handmaid would end in public humiliation and banishment.
Traded by fate and framed by the golden princess who stole her identity at age twelve, Elara is rejected by the ruthless Alpha King Darius Thornwood in front of the entire realm. When Darius secretly offers her the position of hidden mistress and she refuses, Liora Kane frames her for poisoning and forces a “merciful” banishment only to send rogues to finish the job.
In the blood-soaked Shadow Wilds, the legendary Cursed Lycan King, a feral beast chained by a thousand-year curse slaughters the rogues and claims Elara as his second-chance mate. Her suppressed hybrid powers awaken, revealing her as the last White Witch-Werewolf, the only being capable of breaking his curse.
Now living in the Lycan King’s forbidden palace, Elara must prove she is far from weak while two kings wage war for her heart: one who discarded her and now hunts her with obsessive regret, and one who fights his own beast to court the woman who calms his curse. As ancient blood-witch wars erupt and Liora’s deadly secret threatens to destroy everything, Elara must choose, destroy the Alpha who broke her, or rule eternity beside the cursed beast who was always meant to be hers.
Banished by the Alpha King: Claimed by the Cursed Lycan Beast is a fast-paced, steamy paranormal romance of rejected mates, hidden identities, explosive power awakenings, and a love strong enough to shatter curses and kingdoms.
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Chapter: Chapter 147Elara's POVThe battle ended faster than I expected.One moment we were surrounded, the enemy pressing in from all sides, their swords raised, their faces twisted with rage and desperation. The next, they were breaking. Running. Throwing down their weapons and begging for mercy.Darius's army had been overthrown.I stood in the middle of the chaos, my hands still glowing, my chest heaving. Blood soaked the hem of my gown. Mud caked my boots. My hair had come loose from its braid and hung around my face in tangled white strands.But I was alive. We were alive.I bent down and placed my hands on the nearest wounded soldier. A young man, barely older than a boy, with a deep gash across his chest. His eyes were glassy with pain. His breathing was shallow.The light rose from my palms, warm and gentle. I did not heal him completely—I did not have the strength for that—but I did enough. The bleeding slowed. The edges of the wound pulled together. His wolf would do the rest."Thank you, my l
Last Updated: 2026-05-22
Chapter: Chapter 146Lucian's POVThe battle was a slaughter.We were holding, barely. My warriors fought with the desperation of men who knew what waited for them if they fell. Women too. Even some of the older children who had gotten their wolves had taken up swords, defending the walls their fathers had built.But it was not enough.Darius had numbers. Siege weapons. Witches who threw fire from the edges of the battlefield. Every time we pushed them back, they surged forward again. Every time we killed one, two more took his place.I cut down three soldiers in quick succession. The first fell with my sword through his chest. The second lost his head. The third stumbled back, tripping over the body of his comrade, and I slit his throat with my claws before he could scream.Blood sprayed across my face. Hot. Thick.I did not wipe it away.Darius stood at the back of his army, surrounded by his elite guard. His silver eyes were fixed on me. On the walls. On the palace beyond.He was smiling.I wanted to k
Last Updated: 2026-05-21
Chapter: Chapter 145Elara's POVThe voices pulled me out of the darkness.They were faint at first, like echoes from the bottom of a deep well. Then louder. Closer. One of them was old and tired, the other younger, sharper. They were arguing about something. Herbs. Potions. Whether to try another ritual."Her pulse is weakening," the old one said."No, it is stronger. Feel it. She is fighting."I opened my eyes.The ceiling above me was made of dark wood, crisscrossed with beams. A fire crackled somewhere to my left. The room smelled of smoke and herbs and something metallic. Blood.I turned my head.Two men in the room. The older one was bent over my wrist, his fingers pressed to my pulse. His face was lined with wrinkles, his eyes tired but kind. The younger one stood at the window, his back to me, staring out at something I could not see.The older man glanced down at my face.His eyes widened. His mouth fell open."You are awake!"The younger man spun around. He crossed the room in three quick stride
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Chapter: Chapter 144Elara's POVI sat on the glowing floor for a long time.My back was pressed against the door I had just closed, the wood cold against my spine. My eyes were probably red from all the weeping, my chest felt like a large rock was dropped in it. My mother's screams still echoed in my ears, and every time I closed my eyes, I saw the fire.I should have been stronger. Should have stood up. Should have walked to the next door and kept going.But I could not move.The hallway of light stretched before me, endless and indifferent. Doors lined the walls, some open, some closed, some locked. Each one held a piece of my past. Each one demanded something from me. I had given so much already. My tears. My grief. The last shreds of the numbness that had protected me."Elara."I lifted my head.The voice came from nowhere and everywhere. Not from behind a door. Not from a memory. From outside. From the world beyond this strange hallway of light."Elara, you have to fight this."It was old. Tired. De
Last Updated: 2026-05-21
Chapter: Chapter 143Elara's POVThe next door felt different before I even touched it.Cold radiated from the wood, seeping into my fingers, my palm, my wrist. The handle should have been warm like the others, but it was not. It was ice. I almost pulled my hand away. Almost walked past.But I could not, I opened the door.The memory unfolded like a wound, how did I have this memory without actually being in it?I was already away with maid Phoebe's sister, wasn't I? This was never supposed to be a memory I had.I ignored the questions that flooded my mind and concentrated on the memory.My parents' great hall. The same hall where I had played as a child, where I had hidden behind my mother's skirts when the Lycan Queen visited. But everything was different now. The light was dimmer. The air was heavier. And the girl sitting at the high table, in the seat that should have been mine, was not the Liora I remembered.She was twelve when the switch happened. Thirteen now. Perhaps fourteen. Her golden hair was
Last Updated: 2026-05-21
Chapter: Chapter 142Elara's POVThe hallway of light stretched before me, endless and glowing.I walked past the doors I had already opened, the memories still fresh in my mind. My mother's butterfly. My father's fear. The Lycan Queen's cold fingers brushing against the cloth that hid my white hair.Some of the doors ahead were different.They were locked. Dark energy seeped from the cracks around their frames, cold and wrong. I stopped in front of one and pressed my ear to the wood. Silence. But not empty silence. The kind of silence that waits. The kind that watches.I stepped back.I did not need to see those memories. Not yet. Perhaps not ever.I walked past them, my bare feet silent on the glowing floor, until I reached a door that was not locked. Its handle was warm. Inviting. I placed my hand on it and pushed._____________The room inside was a garden.Not the same garden from before. Smaller. More private. Hidden behind high hedges and climbing roses. A stone bench sat beneath an old oak tree, a
Last Updated: 2026-05-20
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