Bride For The Cursed Alpha

Lola P.O.VI turned around, trying to find my way out of the bed from the other side, but his reflexes were sharp. He was one step ahead of me, grabbing the corner of my nightgown. I fought back with all my might to break free from his grasp. Then I quickly ran off.He stormed over from the other side of the bed and roughly yanked me back onto it by my arm. Towering over me, he ripped my nightgown off in one swift motion. I only felt a cold sensation on my skin as I struggled with embarrassment and anger, shouting,“Ragnar, as the future Alpha of the Livingston army, how can you bully a weak woman like me?”Ragnar was unmoved by my words and struggles, pinning me down with his muscular body and whispering coldly in my ear,“You married me, and now you are my mate. Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind. It’s too late.”Now he stripped me of all my clothes and warned me menacingly,“You better behave this time, or your fate will be the same as theirs.”As he spoke, my heart turned to i

Lola P.O.V“Your Majesty, the ring can't be removed,” Agnes respectfully told the Queen after she tried and failed to remove the ring herself.“Then find a way to get it off,” she said sharply. With that, the Queen left the room at once.With her departure, Agnes stared at me for a moment before saying to those around her, “Take her to the cell.”With that, the two servants lifted me up like a doll and carried me to the backyard. I had no freedom whatsoever. For one entire day, I was imprisoned in the cold room. During this time, several people came to try to remove the ring, but each attempt was in vain. Every method had been exhausted, and my finger had become numb from all the fuss, yet the ring remained stuck on my finger.Slowly, drowsiness overcame me once again, and I fell asleep.A prickling sensation stirred me from my dreams, alerting me to the presence of someone drawing near. Gradually, I opened my eyes, but all that met my gaze was an impenetrable shroud of darkness.“Awa

Lola P.O.V Jamie and my stepmother, Larissa, were both out, so the house was empty. When I arrived, the kitchen was buzzing with activity. I presumed that the servants were preparing lunch. I rushed upstairs to Calista’s bedroom. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. As I waited at the door of Calista’s room, a strange noise caught my attention. My curiosity got the best of me, and I couldn’t resist opening the door a little. There was no one in there, and the noise seemingly came from the bathroom. When I took a peek into the bathroom, I saw two people making out inside. I had to take a step back to catch my breath. Wait—hold up. Wasn’t that my boyfriend, Ethan, whom I had dated for three years? And my half-sister, Calista? My mind seemed to have exploded and my body froze. Wasn’t Calista disfigured after being burned in her apartment? But why was she at home without a scratch on her? And why were they together here? How long had the two of them been seeing each other?

As he drove, Ethan's mind couldn’t help but wander to Lola and the man from earlier. Despite being the one who asked for the breakup, the sight of Lola already getting cozy with another man stung him with humiliation. After all, they had been together for three years, and as a member of the most prestigious family in the city, Ethan expected Lola to feel the pain of their breakup for at least a few weeks, if not months. But what if Calista was right? What if Lola had already been seeing this man even while they were still dating, and had simply been waiting for Ethan to initiate the breakup so she wouldn’t have to play the villain in the end? In the central tower of the Livingstone Army, Agnes, the person in charge of all the Nightfang family affairs, frowned. Her eyes were not as sharp as they used to be, and hence she could not make out the outline of the picture. Without hesitation, she turned to Taylor, who was sitting with the Queen and sipping tea. Taylor was Ragnar’s cousi

Lola pov Tossing and turning in bed, I caught sight of the clock on the wall, its hands pointing at the witching hour of 01:00 in the morning. At this moment, the mansion was so quiet that one could hear the sound of a needle falling on the ground. As a gust of wind blew by, the window screens fluttered and made a delicate sound. After what had happened in the prayer room, I couldn't help but feel a chill. I tightened the blanket around me at once. I thought about turning on the light, only to remember that it had been tampered with and wouldn't shine. At night, Agnes had said that I wasn't allowed to turn on the light when Ragnar was around. The next moment, scenes of Ethan and Calista being intimate, and Calista's vicious words replaced my thoughts. I shook my head and closed my eyes. I really couldn't think about any of these anymore. Suddenly, a knocking sound came from the door. I turned away from the door. Instead of getting up, I curled up under the blanket and wiped awa