MasukIn a world that wants her dead, he is the curse she chooses Her stepsister stole her scent. Her mate sent her to die. Her best friend accused her of murder. Zora doesn't want revenge, she just wants a place to belong. So when she accidentally binds herself to Asger, a powerful hybrid Lycan cursed to remain imprisoned until he learns to love, she offers him a deal, She’ll teach him love, and in return, he’ll protect her. Asger warns her that he doesn't do love. But Zora is stubborn. And Asger? He’s about to learn that some hearts are more dangerous than curses. What begins as a game between two lost souls slowly turns into something more than just twisted passion. Will they embrace their feelings or will it ruin them? Will Asger keep his promise to protect Zora... Or will her safety be his end? What happens when they finally leave the confines of their prison only to find out that fate has other plans for them?
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“It wasn't me!" I thrash against the iron grip of the pack warriors, eyes blurred with tears as I am dragged out of the pack grounds. “Ples-" My back meets with the floor. goddess. This was never meant to happen. Cold air whips against my skin, erupting goosebumps that marks the beginning of what's to come. I crawl to my knees, searching the confused faces of my pack members. 'Is she from around here?' 'I don't think I know her' the whispers make Reyna whimper within me. They don't remember me. The large crowd parts, and a graceful woman in lilac makes her way towards me, arms wrapped around that of a man whose cognac eyes regard me with disgust. 'She shouldn't touch mate like that, mate shouldn't look at us like that.' Reyna cries out, howling. 'Does mate hate us?' My heart clenches at the thought and I immediately begin crawling towards them. " Cora, Alpha Vesper.“ Cora step-sides me before I can touch her flowing gown. Ice blue orbs filled with disgust. “I… you have to believe me Cora, I didn't kill Alpha Drakon, I swear!“ " Lies!“ My sister yells. " Quiera saw you, she watched you plunge the dagger into the Alpha's heart, how dare you deny it?!“ My eyes widens, hands shaking as I desperately search for soft brown eyes. Quiera would never say that, she's my best friend, she's the only one who knows what I have been through in the past four years. I spot her quickly in the crowd of angry pack members, head bowed, hands clutching her only blue skirt. " Qui?“ I rush forward. " Please tell them it's a lie, tell them I didn't- ah-” a kick to my jaw sends me crashing to the dusty ground. A sharp pain traveled through my skin to my eyes, making me convulse. “Shut up!" The newly appointed Alpha and my mate snarls, eyes blazing with anger. The sight sends waves of distress through me. I want to rush to him, to tell it isn't true, that I had only left during the celebration to avoid getting caught. I wanted to reject him and the pack. Reyna and I just wanted to end the pain he has unknowingly put us through for four years. “P—please." I rasp. “It was all a misunderstanding, I... I just wanted to leave the pack because..." My eyes strays to Cora who growls in warning. “Because you are my mate." He sneers at my words. “Mate? A pathetic, scentless Omega like you is my mate?" Alpha Vesper crouches to my eye level. “Can you prove it?" Wheel turns in my mind. 'Maybe if I tell him that Cora's scent is mine, maybe he will know I am his mate.' hops surges in me. “Lies!" But before I can speak, Cora steps forward. “How can my mate be yours? We can't keep letting her speak, you need to kill her!" Her words are frantic, almost desperate. It isn't usual for Cora to want me dead, after all, she has my scent and if anyone finds out that she stole it, she would lose everything. Alpha Vesper rises to his feet, gaze on me. “Quiera." He calls and she flinches, making me wonder why she looks so scared of him. “Tell us what you saw." Her eyes widens but she quickly tucks her brown hair behind her ears to cover it up . “Um, I saw the scentless dog creep into the old Alpha's room and I found her suspicious, so I followed her." She pauses. My shoulder slumps the moment she called me the scentless dog. It is what everyone in the pack calls me. Shifting on her feet. “Since it's the crowning ceremony today, It was strange seeing anyone go to the old Alpha's room. I wanted to ask her what she was doing but I wasn't quick enough. In the end, I saw her enter the Alpha's room and stab him. “ Cora's face glows the more Quiera speaks. Alpha Vesper on the other hand looks calm, almost bored. He doesn't seem to care about his dead uncle, but that becomes the least of my worries when his gaze finds mine."The witness has spoken, what do you have to say for yourself?" I open my mouth to speak, but I am shut up by Alpha Vesper. "Today was meant to be a joyful day for White Moon pack, but the dog has rubbed her filth on us all. “ He stands tall, backing me as he addresses the pack." What should be her Fate? “ 'Kill her!' 'Burn her!' 'let us hunt her down and tear her apart!' 'Make her wish for death!' The rage of the pack seeps though my skin, making me coil into a fetal position, eyes closed. I just want it to be over. “Alpha Drakon was my uncle, my father and my only family. His death is not to be taken lightly. “ His words silence them. " I do not wish a quick death for her. “ Cora steps forward, softly caressing his back." Which is why I have decided to send her to the land of the undead. “ Loud gasps run across the clearing, the wind howls and the moon watches us like a spectator. I wish the moon goddess will take me. End my pain… please. My body got weaker as moments passed, I had no idea what the undead land was, but I do now. I still remember Cora's smirk as I was thrown into the portal Alpha Vesper had casted with his blood. Since then, I have been stumbling around in the biting cold. Maybe it's been days, months or… years. I don't know. All I know is that this is hell. My teeth chatter against themselves since my torn cloth no longer provides any form of protection. My stomach growls and each drag of my feet is met with thorns slicing into my skin. The undead land indeed. Day and night is nothing but a blur as I struggle to hide from whatever creature could be roaming in the unending forest. 'Can we ever get out of here?' Reyna would ask whenever we run into any creature. My cracked lips no longer work, so I keep to my head, since breathing alone is difficult and speaking here is like inviting trouble. I can't remember the last time I bathed, maybe last night, if the heavy rain shower counts. 'we need food, or we die.' Reyna mutters when our stomach growls for the tenth time today. 'we can't stop here or we will be inviting trouble.' I say. 'then we starve to death.' she says and retreats into the back of my mind. I am so lost in my head that I don't watch where I am going until my head pummels into a tree and a cracked groan erupts from my throat. A mistake I realized too late. A deep growl emits from something behind me, and when I turn, a scream tears out of my throat at the sight of the massive, red eyed, black skinned hound. 'run!' Reyna doesn't need to say it twice before I am dashing through the woods, ignoring the thorns prickling my feet. Snarls and hisses fill my ears as more hounds join the party. They feed on bodies, I have seen them do that more than once. The undead land has too many creatures, each enemies to the other and I have never encountered another wolf or any creatures except beasts who would stop at nothing to have me for dinner. Adrenaline pumps through me and even I am surprised by the strength at which I am able to dart through the tall, brooding trees. Paw thump on ground behind me and I am beginning to wonder how long it will take for them to catch me. “Help me!" I scream, not caring if it could alert the hounds around. “Help me." I manage a glance behind. Big mistake, my body crashes into something hard and warm, making me land onto the muddy floor with thud. “Fuck woman! watch where you are going!“ A rough voice hiss. My head snaps up, heart thundering the moment I lay my eyes on the biggest man I have ever seen. “You fucking scared away my dinner." He grumbles, stooping to pick something. That's when I see them, pitch black eyes, cold and endless. A chill rips through me. Have I just met my doom? ~P-Lia~05The rogue immediately pushes himself up. “Get away from here, it is none of your business." He snarls. This seems to anger Asger, before I blink, he's already in front of the rogue, hands around his throat as he shoves him Into the rock. “How dare you touch what is mine!" The rogue struggles against his hold, clawing at Asger's chest and drawing blood.“No! No! Let drakarys go!" The bald rogue screeches, rushing forward, but Asger flings his friend towards him, sending them both pummelling into a sharp rock. With a squelch, the rock puncture his ribs and the air is immediately filed with the metallic smell of blood, only to be washed away by the rain. Asger strolls towards me, towering above me as he locks his gaze with mine. He crouches beside me and tucks my wet air behind my ear. “I knew you were trouble the moment I met you." He picks me up and I moan at the touch, curling into his warmth. He raises a brow and my cheek heats up.His body shields mine from the rain and I ca
04I open my mouth to defend myself. Anything. But nothing comes out, instead, I am left gaping like a fish as he glares down at me. The rage in his eyes soon morphs into panic when a similar thread slithers through his skin, moving towards my wrist. He draws my hand closer, tracing mine with his eyes as its icy trail crawls under my skin like it belongs there. “W-what is that?" My voice is edged with panic. My eyes follow it too. “A fucking blood bond.“"W-what?“ I blanch, breathing heavily." You have just bound yourself to me. I told you to find food not a fucking cursed thread.“ “How can I undo it? I didn't mean to-”" Shut up!“ He snaps, making me swallow the rest of my words. We watch in tensed silence as the two threads begin to crawl for each other, aiming straight for where our hands are connected. Asger instantly yanks his hand away like my touch burns. He steps a few feet back, jaw clenched, fist baled as waves of heat rolls through his shaking shoulders. “Get out!"
03“Asger." My eyes snap open, hands holding my side as I struggle for breath. Beads of sweat coats my forehead, but I feel warm. I lay there, staring at the stone carved ceiling and enjoying the comfort I haven't had for days. Is this what death feels like? I wonder in my mind after a few minutes. “No, that's what my bed feels like, now stop breathing too loud. It's irritating." I shriek when a familiar rough voice mumbles close to me, making me look to my left. The moment my gaze meets with black pools, I squeak, almost jumping off the large bed at his closeness.“Fuck woman! Told you to keep it down." He hisses, burying his head into my neck. I can only clamp my hand over my mouth, trying not to think of how he is laying beside me, with his shirts off and his dark hair ruffled from sleep. Steady breath. Steady breath.I tell myself, breathing in his cinnamon scent that makes my pulse race . I try to keep my thoughts in check. That's when the thought occurs to me. Aren't I s
02I almost forget to breathe. He straightens slowly, dim light tracing the scars that run down from his neck to his forearm. His gaze stays fixed on me, cold and unblinking. When he moves, he moves with grace and intent. “Lost?" He raises a brow, voice low and edged with amusement that doesn't reach his eyes. My throat tightens, fist clenched as I struggle to speak. He tilts his head, watching me like I am something fragile… or something he might trample on just to see how easily I break. Then almost gently, he asks. “Why are you here, little wanderer?“ As if on cue, the creatures chasing after me blasts out of the trees, each one a terror on its own, red eyes arranged in fours above their heads, canines sharp and saliva scattered around their overly wide mouth.. Dark, growling, all coming for me. I look between the man and the hound, already making my choice. “Kill me." I say, looking back at him. His brow raises in amusement. “And why should I do that, little wanderer?" “Y
01“It wasn't me!" I thrash against the iron grip of the pack warriors, eyes blurred with tears as I am dragged out of the pack grounds. “Ples-" My back meets with the floor. goddess.This was never meant to happen.Cold air whips against my skin, erupting goosebumps that marks the beginning of what's to come. I crawl to my knees, searching the confused faces of my pack members.'Is she from around here?''I don't think I know her' the whispers make Reyna whimper within me.They don't remember me.The large crowd parts, and a graceful woman in lilac makes her way towards me, arms wrapped around that of a man whose cognac eyes regard me with disgust.'She shouldn't touch mate like that, mate shouldn't look at us like that.' Reyna cries out, howling. 'Does mate hate us?'My heart clenches at the thought and I immediately begin crawling towards them. " Cora, Alpha Vesper.“ Cora step-sides me before I can touch her flowing gown.Ice blue orbs filled with disgust. “I… you have to belie


















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