Cursed Heir: Bloodline Of The Damned

The massive doors slammed shut behind us with a boom that rattled my bones. Rough hands shoved me forward and I stumbled into the throne room, chains dragging, knees nearly buckling on the polished black stone. Firelight from massive braziers painted everything in violent red and gold, shadows twisting like living things across the walls. Dozens of powerful Alphas filled the space, their stares hitting me like fists.My scent rolled out ahead of me, thick and sweet and desperate. I could feel it poisoning the air." Your Majesty," Beta Harlan announced, voice steady but tight. He pushed me down hard. I hit the floor on my knees, silver chains clanking. "We bring tribute. Proof of our loyalty."King Vesperian sat on the throne like he owned the world and everything in it. Towering even seated, battle-scarred, with eyes like molten gold. He looked exactly like the stories, unbreakable. Untouchable.Harlan continued, "Our pack harbored this... male Omega. We discovered him too late. Rath

"Your scent is wrong for a simple Omega," Vesperian repeated, stepping closer. "What are you really?"I backed up until the back of my knees hit the massive bed. "Just an Omega, Alpha. Nothing more."He crossed the room in two strides. His hand shot out and wrapped around my throat, not squeezing hard enough to bruise but firm enough that I had to work for every breath. "I've killed men for less than that lie. Try again."The touch sent my heat spiraling out of control. A violent wave crashed through me. Slick poured down my thighs, soaking the thin silk. My body trembled against his grip. "Please... I don't know what you want me to say."His golden eyes darkened as he inhaled my scent. "Your body knows exactly what it is." His thumb pressed against my racing pulse. "Even if your mouth keeps lying."He released my throat only to grab my hip, yanking me flush against him. The hard line of his body pressed into mine, his cock already thick and ready against my stomach through his clothe

Vesperian’s knot finally eased enough for him to pull out. I gasped at the sudden emptiness, slick and his release spilling down my thighs onto the ruined sheets. He rose from the bed without a word, towering over me as I lay there panting, face pressed into the pillow.I didn’t move. Couldn’t. My body felt wrecked, sore, used, strangely full of energy at the same time.He dressed quickly, the rustle of fabric loud in the quiet chamber. “Stay in these rooms until I send for you.” His voice was back to that cold, commanding tone, like he hadn’t just spent the night buried inside me. “Servants will attend you.”I turned my head just enough to glare at him. “Is that an order, Alpha?”His golden eyes flicked over my naked, marked body. A faint smirk tugged at his mouth. “Yes. And you’ll obey it.” Without another glance, he turned and walked out. The heavy door clicked shut behind him, leaving me alone in the massive bed.Dawn light crept through the high windows, painting the black stone