A gift for the Cursed Alpha

Logan's POV“Have you suddenly gone slow, elder Edgin?”I roared, and the servants trembled slightly. I heard their wolves whimper slightly within them, cowards and fools! The elders standing before me claimed to be braver and more daring. None of them moved, and they all had their eyes fixed calmly on me.“No, Alpha Logan.” Elder Edgin finally replied, and there's no hint of respect whatsoever in his voice as he speaks. “What I offered was a logical suggestion. Our men are tired, constantly falling under the slowly advancing enemy. Our healers on the battlefield are exhausted. At this point, it would be logical for us to sound a retreat.”There it is again, that word. I hate that word!“We don't retreat!” I snap with my fist, coming down hard on the arm of the throne. “Ash Claw Pack never retreats!”“There will be none left to fight your wars when the men are all killed, Alpha Logan.” Elder Edgin replies calmly.'Let me have at him!' My wolf, Lupin, growls within my head. 'Let me hav

Selene's Point of viewOut of the many stupid things I was expecting my father to blurt out at me, I got to admit that was the stupidest one yet. I guess I hadn't seen that coming, not in the slightest.“A peace offering?” I hissed. “To the Ash king?”“That is correct.” My father replied with a straight face.This was the part where he was supposed to laugh and say it was all a joke, but no. Father was never the one to make jokes, and it would be very weird if he began making some in his old age.“Tell me you are joking!” I exclaimed. “Tell me you are not serious!”“Do I look like a clown to you?” He snapped, and his eyes glowed dangerously red with the fury of an Alpha. “You will be sent off to the Ash king as a permanent guest in his house.”“Why don't you just let it out?” I snapped, unable to keep my anger in check. “Why don't you just state the obvious here. You're clearly sending me off to the Ash king as a breeding mate for him!”“Watch it, Selene!” Father growled with his nost

Selene’s Point of viewI woke with a start, and with my body drenched in sweat and my heart beating furiously against my rib cage. The remnants of my nightmare and Liam’s pained whimpers, as well as Father’s cold commands, still rang in my head. My fingers immediately found the poisoning dagger under my pillow, with its metallic body grounding me in reality.Today was the day, the day I would leave behind everything I knew to enter the wolf’s den.I clenched my jaw as I swung my legs over the edge of my bed. Father’s words from yesterday still echoed in my mind. End him and save your brother. The future of the pack depends on it. As if I needed the reminder.I dressed quickly and strapped the dagger to my thigh beneath my clothes before storming out of my chambers.The Silverwood Pack’s training grounds were already lively and yet. Yet the moment I stepped onto the field, an uneasy silence followed in my wake.“Who’s sparring with me?” I demanded as I rolled my shoulders, as I snatche

Selene's Point of viewI was close to him, like really, really close to him, and I would have swiftly stuck the poisoned dagger into his heart, but as much as I wanted to, I stopped myself before I could do so. I needed to, first of all, get the cure for my dying brother before anything else.I paced through the room where I was unceremoniously shoved with the door locked behind me. There was a bed and a table and some essentials too, but I wasn't stupid. I recognized it for the prison it was; that was exactly what I was, at this place, a prisoner and nothing more.I moved from corner to corner, exploring the room and searching for possible escape points, but just as I said, this was a prison, and even the windows were barred with thick iron made of what I suspected to be silver. There was just no way I would break through something like that.I was still inspecting my surroundings when I heard the lock click from the outside. I turned sharply to see the door open, and the old man wal