Cursed to be my Mate

Cursed to be my Mate

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When Alpha King Rhys finally found his mate, he expected fireworks, a puzzle piece to click into place, a Luna to help him rule the kingdom, not this.. this savage rogue. A rogue whose intention had been to assassinate him. Hated upon first sight, Amira cursed the Moon Goddess to find out her mate was the tyrannical Alpha King she'd been trained to kill. With nothing left to do but reject the king and escape almost unscathed, neither Rhys nor Amira expected what came next. It was unheard of to reject the gift the Moon Goddess blessed them with. Only a few were granted a mate, and Alpha King Rhys and Amira did precisely that- Rejected the gift. Cursed by the Moon Goddess, they wake up inside each other's bodies. Switched to live in each other's worlds, Rhys and Amira are forced to figure out how to return to their original forms. Can they stop fighting, bickering, and scheming against each other, or will this curse open their minds and hearts to each other's troubles? EXCERPT: “What in Goddess’ name is this!?” Rhys growled into the mirror; his voice came out feminine and his reflection, not his own. This was a nightmare, a cruel trick of his mind. It was playing on him for rejecting this woman as his mate. The woman he wanted to kill was staring back at him from the mirror, hands clutching her face, eyes wide with shock and fury. The nails grew into claws, ready to scratch at the face of the wench who tried to kill him. But the piercing pain and the pool of blood shocked him into a surreal reality. This was not a nightmare. This was real!? Rhys was inside Amira’s body! So, where was Amira? COMPLETED - Cursed Series -

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Chapter 1

The King & Assassin (1)

Sneaking into the king’s palace was never going to be easy. But years of planning and waiting for the opportune moment made slipping into the banquet hall piss easy. Amira walked inside, her attire like the other guards, she was a little on the smaller side, but nobody took notice. 

The guests were abuzz with the ongoing ball. Women were dressed to impress, all hoping to attract a suitor or the rarity of finding a mate. They were all like peacocks preening themselves with fans, flaunting their busts in their dresses and proving their worth for a potential partner by dancing. 

Amira rolled her eyes and continued to walk at the edges of the grand banquet hall. She’d missed the Alpha King’s entrance by a few minutes. Yet, she remained calm because she knew his routine for such events.

Her cousin, Zayyan, observed the king from afar for weeks before the pieces of their plan finally came together. And here she was. Set to kill the tyrannical Alpha King, Rhys Quintrell. 

Amira followed her cousin’s guide. She knew where the King would go, though he might not be there long. It varied depending on whether others sought his company. 

The she-wolf passed the balcony doors, noting the Alpha King’s broad back. Of course, his back was full of muscles. Even his luxurious robes could not hide his physique beneath the cloth.

If Amira had not seen him, his overpowering and intimidating presence emitting through the walls would reveal his location, and those pheromones indicating who he was almost made her knees buckle and cave into this plan. Almost. But her hatred was like a deep cut, festering with infection. Nothing could change her mind.

Climbing the imperial staircase that opened out to the floor, a chandelier dangling from the high ceiling, Amira passed a few ladies and kept her eyes cast down. She dressed as a man and would not gain attention even if they cast her wary glances. She might need to improve her manners.

This wasn't her world, though. There was no point in learning etiquette for a moment that could change everything. Once Amira was done here, there was no need to remain with the nobility.

On this floor, there was a balcony above the one the king was on. Amira yanked the curtains across for privacy. Creeping forwards, she felt that intimidating aura again, one that made her want to kneel. Her wolf growled in her mind before whining. 

Amira paused her hands on the balcony ledge. The scent of tobacco and leather permeated the air, encasing her into an unnatural comfortable, and relaxed feeling. It was like a safety net.

 It shouldn’t distract her like it did, but here she was, pausing because she liked the salivating smell. 

Get it together! 

Amira’s wolf growled in response to her thoughts, but she also seemed excited. Of course, her wolf was eager to kill the tyrannical Alpha King, and the kingdom would rejoice. Amira sat on the ledge, focusing on the conversation below her than the smell that was making her mind hazy.

“You must go back in, Rhys,” a man sighed in exasperation. He must be close to the king to call him by his first name. 

“Why? Most of them are nothing more than trembling idiots, and if they can manage to form a sentence, it is wasted flattery or parents throwing their daughters in my arms.” That had to be the king. His voice was deep, velvety and made Amira’s insides heat and cheeks flame from the sound of it. 

Amira’s breath caught as her heart pounded against her ribcage, its beats resounding in her ears. Amira narrowed her eyes at her physical reaction to the werewolf below her. He was a tyrant. He was the thorn to this kingdom, a festering infection that must be dealt with. 

“Speaking of which,” the first male began. “Jasmine was delivered to your chambers.”

Jasmine? Why did her stomach tighten from the idea of another woman waiting for the king in his chambers? The wolf growled inside her mind. Amira shook her head again, and another devious plan formed. 

“Then I best go check why she is named the beauty of Shador,” the King replied arrogantly, his innuendo clear. It sickened Amira. The king was known for killing the women he slept with. 

Parents utilised the king by ridding themselves of daughters they disliked. It sickened her. What she couldn't comprehend was why the kingdom of Shador, the realm of faerie, gifted one of their daughters to Alpha King Rhys.

Was war afoot? Did the king want to conquer the magical realm of faeries as well? Surely he was not that greedy for power or foolish?

Amira adjusted her position so she sat sideways on the ledge with only one leg dangling over the edge. That intoxicating scent surrounding the she-wolf kept her there longer than she should have been. 

Move, Amira.

The king’s quarters. That was a better shot than taking on the king and then the mystery friend by his side. It was most likely his closest friend, Baltir. She was highly trained to fight multiple opponents, but even she would find trouble taking on the Alpha King AND his Beta.

“You have to at least greet the elders before vanishing from your own party,” the other man scolded him. 

“Ah, those old goats. However would my life be without them..” The king's derisive tone faded away, accompanied by the receding sound of his footsteps. The patio door swung open, ushering in the lively ambience of music and conversation from the ball, until silence descended upon Amira.

The king's quarters it was. Amira would never make it close enough to the king without guards rushing to his rescue. She needed to be smart.

The balcony door behind her started to open, but Amira slipped into the shadows, falling to the floor below and hopping onto the grass before anyone could notice her. She memorised the palace blueprints and knew the location of one of the secret passageways. 

It didn’t take her long to locate the king’s quarters. The corridors were quiet, but there were still guards situated on their posts. She slipped inside the secret passageway, one she suspected was used between kings and their lovers because there were only three entrances. 

As she pressed against the intricately carved wolf statue on the fireplace in the library, the wall rumbled and shifted, revealing an entrance that Amira could slip through. The other entries were between the king’s bed chamber and one additional bed chamber.

Upon entering through what looked like the king’s wardrobe, which was an entire room, Amira removed the guard's uniform, relieved to be rid of it. Adorned in black leather attire with daggers holstered at her waist and concealed in various covert compartments, Amira embodied the image of a skilled assassin. Pausing at the door to the king's wardrobe, her senses attuned to the heightened heartbeat of another person close by. Alongside her rapid pulse, she detected the faint sound of soft sniffling of a woman crying.

Amira’s heart clenched. The woman in distress must be Jasmine. Amira weighed her options. She could either dispose of Jasmine, set her free, or incapacitate her.

Amira pulled up her black cloth covering her features until her mismatched eyes of emerald green and a violent ruby red.

Jasmine sat elegantly on the bed and stopped sniffling, now alerted to another’s presence. It surprised Amira. She did not know about the faerie kind. But she did know the king of Shador was cold-hearted. He had to be to send his child to the Alpha King.

“Who's there?!” The woman asked, her voice trembling. 

Jasmine's voice, filled with fear and vulnerability, contradicted the image of a heartless faerie. She sounded like a scared girl sent to be slaughtered by a beast that would enjoy her virginity before dancing in her blood. Or so that was how the rumours went. 

“Someone who wants to help.” 

So much for knocking her out. 

Jasmine jumped up, eyes wide as she stared at the intruder. Amira was struck for a moment by her beauty. She had long black hair similar to hers, but her skin was of a dark olive tone, eyes a soft blue like the calm waters of a lagoon. 

She really would be wasted on such a bastard. A bastard that would be on his way here soon. 

“I don’t want to be a part of-”

“I’m here to take your place,” Amira interjected, her voice filled with a comforting and reassuring tone, attempting to offer solace amid Jasmine's distress. She sauntered towards the faerie, cornering her like a cat playing with a mouse. “You can either use this time to escape and lead your own life or wait for another day to be violated.”

Jasmine shook her head in fear and desperation, instinctively stepping back. Her eyes scanned the surroundings, frantically searching for a weapon to defend herself. But there was nothing within close reach, and the distance between her and Amira was diminishing rapidly. In addition to the lack of weapons nearby, Jasmine's own attire—a revealing slip—left her without any means of self-defence.

It was highly doubtful that this faerie could fight. Jasmine was shaking like a leaf.

“You are not here to replace me.. I’m not stupid-”

“He has odd tastes. And I doubt you can put up with his.. sinister bedroom games.” Amira watched the girl shiver at her choice of words. 

“He is in a foul mood tonight, and your life would most likely be the price in the end.”

Jasmine did not look convinced, but Amira was very persuasive. How could she not be when the faerie's life was in the balance. It was an easy decision, no matter the guilty conscience that initially made Jasmine decline her offer.

“Here.. Take my clothes. You cannot possibly leave looking like that,” Amira suggested with a slight smirk and took the dressing gown on the bed.

Amira kept her scarf around her neck and face, hiding her features from Jasmine. The fewer to see her distinct appearance, the better. The faerie exited through the secret passageway while Amira sat on the bed, almost impatiently waiting, removing the scarf and tapping her nail against her bare thigh. It might have been a little odd to wear boots with only her lingerie and bodice with a black sheer dressing gown, but she hoped the king would be too entranced by her eyes or almost bare cleavage to notice.

Footsteps outside alerted her to someone coming towards the king’s quarters. Amira’s heart began to race, and a bead of sweat trickled down the back of her neck. Her wolf was strangely anxious, whining in her mind. Quiet. Unlike her wolf, her heart pounded in anticipation.

Anything can happen. 

The smell of tobacco and leather hit her before the door swung open, and a wave of overwhelming power filled the room. Alpha King Rhys, with his piercing blue eyes and commanding presence, stood in the doorway. 

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Summer Carullo
I love this novel. totally different from the rest. please write more novels.
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sambird01
I loved this book honestly had me laughing out loud in some parts, all out smirking in others and I couldn't put it down! I loved the concept and the writing style was brilliant and kept me reading until I couldn't keep my eyes open! highly recommend
2024-03-01 17:23:07
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Clara J Bong
This novel has a fresh take on a mate bond. Both main leads are very likable and exasperating at the same time. The pace, the world building is great. Love it!
2023-11-29 06:28:55
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Brandee Dramalis
I love it. unique take and storyline. the writing is WONDERFUL, and all the characters are so well fleshed out and I like them all. loving this. read this book!
2023-11-13 04:22:46
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Camilita Vargas
Excellent plot! Surprisingly, the FL is the one not really likable, but that's super intriguing and keeps you hooked. ML is really funny in FL's body! No excessive violence and verbal abuse. It's one of the best books on this platform. Wish I could give it more stars!
2023-11-12 10:37:56
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Mimi
Love this book! It's hilarious and full of depth. The body switch is refreshing to read in the werewolf genre! I love Amira and Rhys you learn to love the more you read about him
2023-11-06 01:49:02
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She is Strong
48 Chapters - 11/04/23. Such a good book so far! I'm really surprised it hasn't gotten more reviews. One of the best I've read on this platform. Can't wait to see where the author takes it.
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just start reading this
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110 Chapters
The King & Assassin (1)
Sneaking into the king’s palace was never going to be easy. But years of planning and waiting for the opportune moment made slipping into the banquet hall piss easy. Amira walked inside, her attire like the other guards, she was a little on the smaller side, but nobody took notice. The guests were abuzz with the ongoing ball. Women were dressed to impress, all hoping to attract a suitor or the rarity of finding a mate. They were all like peacocks preening themselves with fans, flaunting their busts in their dresses and proving their worth for a potential partner by dancing. Amira rolled her eyes and continued to walk at the edges of the grand banquet hall. She’d missed the Alpha King’s entrance by a few minutes. Yet, she remained calm because she knew his routine for such events. Her cousin, Zayyan, observed the king from afar for weeks before the pieces of their plan finally came together. And here she was. Set to kill the tyrannical Alpha King, Rhys Quintrell. Amira followed h
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The King & Assassin (2)
~ Rhys ~ There it was again. The scent of orange and cinnamon. It was mouthwatering. Rhys smelt it on the balcony, but Baltir kept him from searching for the culprit with the alluring scent. His wolf almost tugged him forward in excitement like the unrestrained beast he was. The fucker never got excited, not unless it was spilling blood. What made his vicious wolf act like some sappy pup? Rhys burst through the doors locating Jasmine ahead at the far end of the grandiose bed chambers. She sat calmly at the end of the four-poster bed. Her eyes were lowered, long lashes brushing the top of her cheeks. Rhys licked his lips; the scent was almost suffocating, urging him to go to her. For once, he would show restraint because he had a gut feeling that he would be heavily rewarded for taking his time to deflower this princess. It was hard, though. Jasmine really was breathtaking. With long raven locks falling in waves around her face and chest, the sheer dressing gown was tight agains
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Escape
~ Amira ~ Amidst the excruciating pain coursing through her body, the sounds of the guards charging towards the bed chambers signified her time was up. Amira glared at the king’s motionless form. He was not dead. There was only enough aconite in his system to render him unconscious for a few days at most. She could finish him off right then and there, even with the injuries she sustained and the pain of the rejected mate bond her wolf was whining about, but there was no guarantee she would make it out alive. This was mostly for the good of the kingdom, but she wasn’t selfless or a martyr. This was also an act of vengeance. There would be another time and place. Hopefully. Amira sprinted towards the king’s walk-in wardrobe and the secret passageway, letting her bones break, and her body shift as she did so. Overwhelmed by the intense pain, a wave of nausea washed over her, threatening to plunge her into unconsciousness. Her fur sunk back inside her pours as she returned to her
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The Skilfull Assassin
~ Rhys ~ Seated on his dining chair by the rounded table of his balcony in the connecting parlour to his bed chamber, Rhys glared at his arm resting on the glass top. He sat in his breeches, legs wide, back resting against the chair with an intimidating air. Only a few hours had slipped away, yet those hours were far too long in such a vulnerable state of unconsciousness. While Amira may have dealt a potentially fatal blow to Rhys, the opportunity was ripe for others to exploit his weakened condition. He had many enemies. Fortunately, Rhys proved more robust than most believed, regaining consciousness after mere hours rather than enduring days of incapacitation. The royal physician attended to his ribs, stitching the last of his injuries. Rhys’ teeth ground together every time he heard the wheezing of his breath. “Punctured lung and neck, not to mention the aconite in your bloodstream. The assassin was close this time,” the physician commented, watching him warily. Even if the ki
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Fantasising
~ Rhys ~ “Rhys, that was your chance-” “Don’t,” Rhys warned his friend. The Alpha did not need reminding of what he’d lost from rejecting the she-wolf. But he would rather tolerate that than accept someone so unworthy. A rogue! What was the Goddess thinking? They were enemies. Surely, the deity knew they'd be at each other's throats. Literally. Rhys tenderly grazed his throat, the very spot where Amira had plunged her blade. He pondered how she fared following his retaliation, his claws sinking into her flesh. He hoped her escape was a fucking struggle. His eyes gleamed in fury. Nobody escaped the king's wrath. Yet he allowed her to slip out. It was no skill of hers. He refused to admit to it. Baltir sighed, dragging his hand over his face and leaving it there. “The Moon Goddess will not be pleased-” “Fuck her,” Rhys growled his blasphemy. “What has she done for me and my family?” “You shouldn’t-” “Enough,” Rhys cut off his friend again. “Send in Eden.” His balls were still a
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Nightmare
~ Amira ~ A cold shiver stirred Amira awake, though, through her grogginess and injuries, she merely peeked through her lashes, noting the change in scenery. She was no longer in the forest, and the rumbling noise of gravel beneath wheels and the motion rocking her body alerted her to the carriage she was in. She relaxed, feeling safe from the blanket wrapped around her body and the smell of spices. “Rest, Amira. Gather your strength before meeting Xenos.” The mention of his name should have startled her to alertness, but she did not want to wake from her dreams. Even if they were nightmares. It was better than her reality. She’d failed to kill the Alpha King and returned alive to face Xenos' wrath. Amira’s eyes drooped shut again, too tired to care. Her sleep was restless, her eyes occasionally slipping open to see the passing of streets under the silver hues of the moon that escaped the clouds. At one point, Amira sensed her body being lifted and moved, but exhaustion and the s
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Twisted Reality
~ Rhys ~ Sighing, Rhys rolled onto his side. His breathing came easily, devoid of pain in his lungs, and his throat felt a little uncomfortable, but the sharp stinging sensation had vanished. He felt… refreshed. Was the aconite out of his system so quickly? It had been some time since he was last poisoned, but he never recovered this fast. Unless he slept for longer? Rhys was about to drift off to sleep once more, satisfied his recovery was quicker than he anticipated, until he noticed the consciousness of another being. It did not feel like his feral, ferocious wolf, Demon. His eyes snapped open, concerned with this strange feeling. He blinked as the musty, dark room came into focus. A frown formed on his face as a sense of disorientation washed over him. The bed beneath him lacked any trace of luxury or comfort, and the presence of two meagre pillows and a thin blanket startled him, revealing that this was most certainly not his familiar opulent abode. Rhys remained prone, care
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Boring Morning Briefing
~ Amira ~Putting her utensils down, Amira stared at the Beta. No more-like was gawking at the Beta. He was scolding her, well, Rhys, for letting Eden, the woman the king slept with the night before, stay in his bed chambers.“You know she will think there is more between you now. She is not your mate, and…” Beta Baltir continued his scolding whilst Amira remained quiet, assessing him. The Beta appeared mostly composed, yet being early in the morning, he had forgone a cravat, leaving three buttons of his shirt undone, revealing glimpses of ink on his skin. Amira swallowed hard as she gazed at the well-defined chest muscles adorned with tattoos, transforming this scolding Beta from a ‘good boy’ to someone she might very well get along with. It was too early to come to that conclusion, though. Besides, this was all in her head. The Beta probably was a goody two shoes in real life.It didn't matter. Right now, Amira would enjoy this mighty fine view.“Are you well, Rhys?”Amira’s gaze
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The Dilemma
~ Rhys ~ Xenos? Rhys recognised the name, but he didn’t seem quite up to figuring it out yet, what with being a fricken woman! He growled his annoyance, the sound coming out not as ferocious as he meant. “I know he’s a dick, but we just have to get through it,” Zayyan said before turning away. Rhys nodded and started to follow. “Woah, woah. What do you think you’re doing?” Zayyan looked at him like he was crazy. “Your charms aren’t going to get you out of this one. Put some bloody clothes on.” He gestured at Rhys' attire. “I’ll wait outside.” Rhys glanced at his clothing, still feeling overly surreal that he had breasts and pussy. Zayyan was right, though. This was no way for a lady to leave a room. He scoffed, scanning the room for a wardrobe of some sort. Muttering to himself, Rhys remarked, "Amira's not really a refined lady..." Though he hadn’t seen her since she was four, he was pretty certain her etiquette lessons were far from satisfactory. “Where are her clothes!?” He
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Amira's Plan
~ Rhys ~ It made sense that Xenos Desai was one of the leaders of the rebels. It was unclear if he became a rogue before or after the fall of the Shadow Moon pack. The events were close together long ago, before Rhys’ reign. Xenos strolled towards Rhys, his expression cold, his large body most likely meant to be intimidating as he approached his niece. Leaning forwards, he held Rhys' hardened gaze, then burst into laughter, smacking Rhys on the shoulder so much his body shook, and his bones seemed to rattle. Yet the humour on Amira’s uncle’s face did not reach his eyes, nor did his laughter seem genuine; it was cold and forced. Rhys could see straight through his little façade. He hadn’t been there long, but he got the impression that Uncle Xenos did not particularly like Amira. Or he was a cold bastard who seemed power-hungry. “Of course I am! I am just afraid your reputation is tarnished. You are the best and could not defeat the Alpha King.” Xenos sighed, turning away and look
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