Alpha's Curse: The Healer's Secret

Elara Morgan's heart raced as she hurried through the moonlit corridors of the pack house. The scent of pine and wilderness drifted through the open windows, contrasting the stuffy air. Her footsteps echoed softly against the polished wooden floors, each step bringing her closer to the Alpha's office.“Just a quick delivery,” she told herself. “Drop off the reports and leave.”Elara knew her place as an omega—at the bottom of the pack hierarchy. But tonight felt different. An inexplicable pull tugged at her chest, drawing her towards Alpha Landon Wolfe's domain.She paused outside the heavy oak door, her sensitive ears picking up muffled voices from within. Elara's hand hovered over the doorknob, her wolf stirring restlessly beneath her skin.“What's wrong with me?” she wondered, trying to shake off the strange sensation.Suddenly, a loud moan pierced the silence. Elara froze, her eyes widening in shock. The sound was unmistakably female, filled with pleasure and abandon."Oh, Landon!

Elara Morgan stood at the head of the conference table, her new body thrumming with power. The pack's top-ranking members sat before her, their eyes fixed on her face—Landon Wolfe's face—as she delivered her verdict."The attack on our pack was a clear act of aggression," she said, her voice resonating with authority she'd never possessed. "But it's also exposed weaknesses in our defenses and our unity. That changes now."She leaned forward, placing her palms on the polished wood. "From this moment, all pack rankings below Beta are suspended."A chorus of gasps and sputters erupted around the table. Elara allowed herself a small, satisfied smile. ‘This is only the beginning.’"Alpha," Vincent Reed, the pack's Beta, ventured cautiously. "With all due respect, that's unprecedented. The hierarchy has always—""The hierarchy," Elara cut him off, "has failed us. It's made us complacent and divided. We were nearly destroyed because we couldn't work together effectively."She straightened, c

The full moon hung low in the sky, casting eerie shadows across the forest as Landon limped towards the agreed meeting spot. Every step sent shockwaves of pain through his battered body, a constant reminder of the humiliation he'd endured. But even worse than the physical pain was the knowledge that he, the mighty Alpha, had been reduced to sneaking around like a common thief.As he approached the clearing, he caught sight of his own imposing figure – Elara in his body – and a fresh wave of resentment washed over him. How dare she stand there, looking so comfortable in *his* skin?"Well, well," Landon drawled, stepping into the moonlight. "If it isn't the great pretender herself."Elara whirled around, her eyes widening as she took in Landon's – or rather, her own – battered appearance. "Landon! What happened to y- to me?""Oh, this?" Landon gestured dismissively at his bruised face, ignoring the twinge of pain. "Just a typical day in the life you so kindly thrust upon me. Tell me, *A

The pre-dawn chill seeped through the thin walls of the omega quarters, rousing Landon from a fitful sleep. His body – Elara's body – ached from the previous day's abuse, a constant reminder of his new reality. As he struggled to sit up, a shadow fell across his pallet."Rise and shine, princess," Sabrina's sickeningly sweet voice cut through the air. "We've got a special treat for you today."Landon's stomach twisted with dread. He'd quickly learned that Sabrina's idea of a "treat" usually meant more pain and humiliation. But he was the Alpha – or at least, he had been. He wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing him cower."Whatever you're planning, Sabrina," he growled, forcing himself to his feet, "just get it over with."Sabrina's eyes glittered with malice. "Oh, I'm not planning anything. But it seems our esteemed Alpha has decided to... how did he put it? 'Expand the omegas' responsibilities for the good of the pack.'"Landon's mind reeled. What was Elara thinking? Before h

The pre-dawn chill seeped through Elara's bones as she made her way through the pack grounds, Landon's powerful body moving with a grace she was only beginning to master. Her mind whirled with the revelations from last night's clandestine meeting. A resistance movement. Omegas with hidden strengths. And at the center of it all, Chloe—the seemingly meek omega who now stood revealed as a cunning strategist.Lost in thought, Elara almost missed the commotion coming from the omega quarters. Almost.A pained yelp cut through the morning air, followed by cruel laughter. Elara's heart seized as she recognized the voice. Landon.She broke into a run, rounding the corner to find a scene that made her blood boil. Three betas had Landon cornered, his slight omega form curled protectively around itself as kicks and punches rained down."Not so high and mighty now, are you?" one beta sneered, grabbing a fistful of Landon's hair and yanking his head back. "Guess the Alpha's finally seen what a wort