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Omega's Curse: Desired by the beast who shouldn't want me

Omega's Curse: Desired by the beast who shouldn't want me

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First-Person POV

Werewolf

Omega

Lycan

Mystery

Ruthless

Superpower

Second Chance

Betrayal

Bonded by Two Alphas She was never meant to exist — an Omega whose blood runs with enough power to bring an Alpha to his knees, or lay him in the ground. Hermosa bears two bonds she never chose. Marked by one. Hunted by the other. Two Alphas who should have been her fate instead became her curse — and the curse of every pack beneath the seven moons. The disease spreading through the packs is not nature's doing. It is theirs. Now the weight of seven packs rests on her shoulders, and the choice carved into her is ruthless and also simple. Kill them both — or watch everyone else die. But mercy is a dangerous thing when the men who condemned the innocent are the same ones her soul refuses to release. And power like hers doesn't come without a cost she hasn't yet been asked to pay. She is the cure. She is the weapon. She is the only one who gets to decide which one she'll be.

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Chapter 1

CHAPTER ONE

There’s something surreal about looking down on a city from thousands of feet in the air. From up here, it’s easy to believe that everything is perfect. The lights below, twinkling like tiny diamonds against the darkening sky, create an illusion of order, beauty, and control.

 

But I know better. That shimmering tapestry of ambition, greed, and power is nothing more than a battlefield—a place where the powerful prey on the weak, and every smile hides a knife. It’s a world I’ve fought in and bled for, and one I refuse to be crushed by.

 

The private jet I’m in begins its descent, the city growing larger as we approach. The wheels touch down with a smoothness I’ve come to expect, but I barely register it. My mind is miles away, lost in the past that clings to me like a shadow I can’t shake off.

 

I’m snapped back to the present by the soft, polished voice of the flight attendant. She appears beside me, her smile flawless, but there’s a flicker of something in her eyes—a hint of unease, perhaps. She knows who I am, or at least, she knows what the world says about me. “Ms. Grey, we’ve arrived. Your car is waiting.”

 

I offer her a brief nod, my voice cool, and controlled. “Thank you.”

 

I stand, smoothing the wrinkles from my navy sheath dress—a power dress, designed to intimidate and impress in equal measure. Each tailored inch clings to my curves, a silent reminder of the power I wield. To the world, I am Sophia Grey—unbreakable, unstoppable, a woman who can stand against anything. They have no idea how close they are to the truth.

 

As I step off the jet, the evening air greets me, crisp and tinged with familiar scents—concrete, exhaust, and something else, something elusive that tugs at memories I’ve tried to bury. A sleek black sedan waits for me, its engine purring with a low, almost feral growl. The driver, a man in his sixties with sharp eyes and a suit to match, opens the rear door with a respectful nod.

 

"Ms. Grey," he says, his tone formal, almost reverent.

 

“Thank you,” I reply, sliding into the backseat. The door closes with a quiet, final click, sealing me inside the cocoon of luxury. Black leather seats, the scent of cedarwood, tinted windows shielding me from prying eyes—it’s a stark contrast to the modest life I once knew. But I’ve earned this. I’ve fought for it. And I’ll fight again if I have to.

 

As the city’s chaos fades into the distance and the sprawling serenity of the suburbs takes over, my thoughts turn inward. These wide, tree-lined streets were once my home, back when the name Grey was synonymous with power and prestige. Before it was all ripped away, leaving nothing but ashes and a burning need for justice.

 

I still remember that morning too vividly—the morning that shattered my world. Fresh from university, brimming with plans and dreams, I walked into the kitchen to find my father, Thomas Grey, at the table. The newspaper was clenched in his trembling hands, his face ashen. He was a man who never flinched, never faltered, but that day, he looked as though he’d already lost everything.

 

“Dad?” I called out, a mix of confusion and worry in my voice. “What’s wrong?”

 

He didn’t answer immediately, just pushed the paper toward me, his eyes distant, haunted. The headline screamed at me: **”GREY INDUSTRIES SCANDAL: CEO ACCUSED OF EMBEZZLEMENT."**

 

My heart plummeted as I scanned the article. It had to be a mistake, a lie. “This can’t be true,” I said, my voice edged with anger. “We’ll fight this. We’ll prove them wrong.”

 

But he just shook his head, his voice barely a whisper. “It’s too late, Sophia. They’ve already judged me.”

 

What followed was a blur of nightmares. The media swarmed like vultures, our so-called friends turned their backs, and then the final blow—his arrest. I watched, helpless, as they took him away in handcuffs, his head bowed in shame. That was the last time I saw him alive.

 

The next morning, he was gone. A gunshot, a suicide note. The man who had raised me, my hero, reduced to a memory and a headline. He couldn’t live with the disgrace, even though he was innocent. And behind it all stood Victoria Blackwood, the woman who had orchestrated our downfall with cold precision. Her stepson, Ethan, had done nothing to stop it. Once, I admired him. Now, all I feel is a cold, simmering rage.

 

As we approach Blackwood Manor, the estate looms like a fortress, a monument to everything that was stolen from me. The car slows to a stop, and the driver opens the door.

 

The butler greets me with a slight bow. “Mr. Blackwood is inside. Shall I announce you?”

 

“No need,” I reply, my voice steady despite the turmoil within. “I’ll go in myself.”

 

I push open the heavy doors and step into the dimly lit study. Dark wood, shelves of leather-bound books, a massive desk—symbols of the power that destroyed my family. Ethan stands by the window, his back to me, his silhouette outlined against the fading light. He holds a glass of whiskey, his posture rigid, as though he sensed my presence the moment I entered.

 

The silence is thick with unspoken words, the air humming with tension.

 

“Ms. Grey,” he says, his voice deep, measured, still facing the window. “It’s been a long time.”

 

A chill runs down my spine at the sound of his voice. It’s calm, controlled—just like mine—but there’s an underlying tension, a hint of something raw that he’s masking. I’ve spent years imagining this moment, but now that it’s here, I’m caught off guard by the reality of it.

 

“Mr. Blackwood,” I reply, my tone equally cool as I step further into the room. “I wasn’t sure you’d remember me.”

 

He turns then, and as our eyes meet, my breath catches in my throat. His eyes are the same piercing blue I remember, but they’re darker now, more guarded. For a moment, I see a flicker of recognition, a brief flash of something that might be regret or guilt, but it’s gone as quickly as it appeared.

 

“Of course, I remember you,” he says, setting his glass down on the desk. “How could I forget?”

 

There’s a slight edge to his words, a hint of something deeper that makes my blood run faster. I can’t tell if it’s anger, resentment, or something else entirely, but I know one thing for certain—this man is not the same Ethan Blackwood I knew all those years ago.

 

“I’m sure you’ve heard about the merger,” I say, keeping my tone businesslike, even though my heart is pounding in my chest. “I’m here to ensure it goes smoothly.”

 

Ethan studies me for a long moment, his gaze intense, as if he’s trying to see beneath the polished exterior I present to the world. “The merger,” he repeats, his voice low. “Is that really why you’re here?”

 

I meet his gaze without flinching, refusing to let him see how much his words affect me. “It’s the reason I’m here today,” I say evenly. “But we both know there’s more to it than that.”

 

A flicker of something—recognition, perhaps—passes across his face, but he quickly masks it, his expression once again unreadable. “I see,” he says slowly, his voice devoid of emotion. “Well, I’m glad you’ve decided to take a hands-on approach. I’ve been looking forward to this.”

 

His words are polite, but there’s an undercurrent of tension that sends a shiver down my spine. I can’t tell if he’s genuinely welcoming me or if he’s playing a game, testing my resolve. Either way, I’m not about to back down.

 

“I believe it’s important to be involved in these matters personally,” I reply, matching his tone. “Especially when the stakes are so high.”

 

Ethan’s lips curl into a faint, almost imperceptible smile. “Indeed. And the stakes have never been higher, have they?”

 

Did he know? Could he possibly have guessed the true reason I orchestrated this merger? As I look into Ethan’s eyes, I can’t shake the feeling that he sees right through me.

 

I force myself to remain calm, to keep my composure. “No, they haven’t,” I agree, my voice steady. “Which is why I’m here. I want to make sure everything goes according to plan.”

 

Ethan nods slowly as if he’s considering my words. “Of course. And I assure you, Ms. Grey, that I’ll do everything in my power to ensure that it does.”

 

There’s something in the way he says my name that makes my pulse quicken. It’s the first time he’s addressed me directly, and there’s an almost intimate quality to it, as if we’re the only two people in the world who matter.

 

“Good,” I say, my voice firm. “Because I won’t tolerate anything less than perfection.”

 

Ethan’s smile widens, though it doesn’t reach his eyes. “I wouldn’t expect you to.”

 

I hold his gaze for a moment longer, then turn and head for the door. As I reach for the handle, I feel his eyes on my back, watching me, weighing me. I pause, my hand hovering over the doorknob, and glance back at him.

 

“This is just the beginning,” I say, my voice low, almost a whisper.

 

Ethan’s expression doesn’t change, but there’s something in his eyes—something dark and dangerous—that makes my heart skip a beat. “Yes,” he replies, his voice barely audible. “It is.”

 

I nod once, then turn and walk out of the study, my mind racing. The moment I’ve been waiting for, the moment I’ve been planning for, is finally here. But as I leave Ethan Blackwood behind, I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve just stepped into a game far more dangerous than I ever imagined.

 

And the stakes? They’ve never been higher.

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Winner Charles
Winner Charles
My book is completed and while I wait for my editor to approve of it. I want to thank every of my readers for supporting me enough to read my stories. I am so sorry for taking time to complete it, my life was a bit messy. Once again thank you
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please drop your comments on my story
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Please there was a minor correction in Chapter 15 urging all my readers to go read it am so sorry for the mistake. Thank you
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159 Chapters
CHAPTER ONE
Warning: Graphic Content Ahead This book contains explicit and graphic descriptions of sexual content that may be disturbing or triggering for some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *Content Warning:* - Explicit sexual scenes - Graphic descriptions of intimacy - Mature themes - Potential triggers If you're sensitive to these topics, please consider reading with caution Hermosa’s POV I grabbed the pole, swinging my body on the metal as the Alphas gathered around laughed loudly, each cheering me on. I danced to the rhythm of the loud music, ignoring their wild pleas filled with lust and desire. I hated this job, but I did it to survive. My body was bare except for the bra and panties I wore to strip. This was my life as an Omega with bills to pay. I did jobs I shouldn’t do. I was never born to be a stripper at the Blood Moon Pack. This is what became my life. Dollars hit my body, landing gracefully on the podium while I hooked my legs around the pole, da
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CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER TWO Hermosa POV I followed Cammy toward the VIP section, where most elite Alphas were allowed to stay and have sex with any stripper of their choice. I kept wondering what my best friend was doing here. She never sold her body for a couple of extra bucks—that was the unspoken rule we had. I snooped around, pretending to look for a particular room while my eyes trailed her every step. Suddenly, she stopped in the middle of a hallway and opened a door. One thing about the VIP section was that each room was soundproof, making it hard to eavesdrop. Luckily for me, the hallway was empty. There was no one to stop me or ask what I was doing—especially since the room Cammy entered was further down the hall, and I was still on my stripping clothes. So, I bent down, staring through the keyhole. There was light in the room, so I could see clearly. Cammy looked tense, her hands crossed in front of her as she knelt on the golden fur rug, still in her raunchy panties and bra. Her l
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CHAPTER THREE
Hermosa POV I covered my mouth with both hands, afraid that if I screamed, people would gather outside. Every step I took, I felt my heart tearing—not just from fear, but from knowing the man I loved was a murderer. Cammy lay in a pool of her own blood. Whether dead or alive, he didn’t care. All that bothered him was the stain on his shirt. Rapheal always loved appearances in public—a clean image, the perfect Alpha. That was how I fell for him, without knowing he owned the very club I worked at. “Hey! What are you doing out here?” a security guard asked, walking up to me. I was so lost in what had happened that I hadn’t noticed my surroundings. My eyes gave me away—they were filled with fear, the kind of fear that comes from seeing something you should never witness. It took forever to respond. The security man looked at me with stern suspicion. “I was… looking for the—ehmm…” My mind went blank. If Rapheal caught me outside, he’d kill me. If he could harm Cammy, then what was
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CHAPTER FOUR
ALPHA KING RAGAL POV At the Warehouse I sat on the opposite chair under a dim light. A man was strapped tightly to a chair across from me, his mouth sealed with cellotape. His fingers dripped blood onto the cold concrete floor. My wolf, Leo, growled with satisfaction. He had always loved the metallic scent of blood—it fed his inner hunger, satisfied his darker urges. Carefully, I peeled the tape off my captive’s lips. Sweat drenched his forehead, his skin pale from blood loss. I wasn’t about to let him die—not yet. My Beta, Morgan, rushed outside. The smell of blood always made him gag like a weak child. I groaned. The only reason I kept him around was his usefulness in investigation. He was good with evidence, not torture. “Tell me,” my voice deepened, thick with danger, “who keeps reopening those damn clubs?” “I swear—I don’t know!” the werewolf shivered, eyes darting toward the knife I twirled lazily in front of him. I sighed. “You’re making this hard for me. If you won’t t
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CHAPTER FIVE
Hermosa POV The expensive perfume of the stranger filled the air—it was strong, commanding. He was definitely an Alpha. Maybe he mistook me for one of the whores. Moon Goddess, I wasn’t even one. I needed to find help for Cammy before she died—if she wasn’t already dead. What have I gotten myself into? I breathed heavily. “Did you come here to mope?!” the stranger’s voice thundered, snapping me out of my thoughts. “No!” I replied quickly, startled by his harsh tone. “Undress,” he ordered, voice low and husky. “I… I can’t,” I said, my voice trembling. Fear crawled under my skin. “Are you challenging me?” he asked, surprise flickering in his eyes. “I don’t even know who you are, dammit!” I snapped before catching myself. “No, I wouldn’t dare,” I corrected hurriedly. If I had a gun, I’d blow his brains out and run, I thought bitterly. “You don’t need the money?” he pressed, skeptical. “What… money?” The words slipped out before I could stop them. Too late—I’d given myself away
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CHAPTER SIX
Hermosa Pov"Take my card. In case he hurts you, give me a call." Ragal stretched out his hand, holding a white card with his number written on it. I hesitated for a moment, doubtful that he genuinely wanted to help.“Th…ank you,” I managed to say, taking the card. Without so much as a backward glance, I walked away from him.I squeezed the card in my palm, hiding it from prying eyes. For all I knew, my mate could be anywhere.Atleast with his number. I would be able to snap evidence and send to the Alpha king and help my best friend that is if she wasn't dead yet. Tears filled my eyelids.I inhaled deeply, sticking close to the walls of the hotel corridor, my gaze lowered to the floor. My ears perked up, alert for any sign of danger.I walked quickly down the corridor toward the hotel’s exit. The click-clack of my heels on the tiled floors drew unwanted attention.“Hey, you walk so fast, girl!” The receptionist’s voice made me freeze.“Pardon me. Duty calls,” I say with a fake smile.
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CHAPTER SEVEN
Hermosa POV“There's always a choice.” I took careful steps away from him, my palm sweaty.He smiled wildly, his eyes glinting in the dark enough to make my stomach drop. “I choose to kill.”Rapheal was not just a werewolf—he was a beast with terrifying strength. Veins popped out of his large arms, his pupils dilated as he stalked me.My heart thumped wildly in fear. How will I be able to defend myself against him?The streetlight, as if in unison with my death sentence, kept flickering on and off. I inhaled the moist air and clung to a part of the wall for defense.His grin deepened, revealing his evil smile, filling me with dread. “Stop trying to hide.”I yelled out loud in desperation, “You can't hurt me!” I had hoped someone would hear me.But my screams were met with utter silence.He laughed loudly, his laughter echoing off the streets, making me wish I could hide deep inside the walls. “Try again. Your attempt is too weak.”I swallowed hard, cold air clinging to my lungs as I s
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CHAPTER EIGHT
The Hotel Lycan (Ragal’s POV)“Morgan!” I yelled from the hallway after the Omega had left, scanning the hotel corridor in search of my Beta.He scurried quickly toward me, his back leaning against the hotel doors as he bowed. “Yes, Lycan King.”“What is this that I hear?” I moved close to him.“It’s about the… informant,” he stammered, face still bowed.“Morgan, how many times have I warned you about being incompetent?” I slurred, letting my words sink in before I pounced.“Many times, my King, I swear. I—I—I tried to—” He gripped his pants hard. He knew how much I hated incompetence, especially from him or anyone else working under me.“Tell me you know what happened to her.” I flexed my fist at a trembling Morgan.“She—she was brought to the pack clinic… in bad shape,” he replied with a shaky voice.“Oh, so you don’t know.” I laughed coldly. “How wonderful.” I grabbed him by the collar, his legs dangling in front of me.All my years of being king, I fed off people’s fear. They call
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CHAPTER NINE
Ragal POVMate??I gasped, pain smearing all over my body as my bones cracked painfully, forcing Leo into control.I couldn’t believe Leo was betraying our bond because of some girl. Before I could say anything further, Leo sprinted into the dark street, leaving the comfort of the car. I hated being the lesser one in control as he nudged me toward a flickering streetlight at the corner of the road.I never desired love—neither did I want a mate—but Leo had a mind of his own, and like a moth drawn to a flame, our mate pulled him closer.There, lying on the cold ground, was a girl—her blood sprawled across the sand as it poured profusely. I could feel her life force ebbing away with each painful breath she took.Her body was so weak and bloody that I knew it wouldn’t take much before she gave up the ghost. At least she wasn’t killed by me first. I smiled darkly, not caring for Leo’s feelings toward our mate.Leo stood rooted in place, glaring at his mate and poking his nose at her body,
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CHAPTER TEN
Ragal PovThe smell of the hospital puked at my insides, especially the blood and the use of antiseptic.She lay still on the bed. Part of me hoped she might not make it; the idea of an Omega being my mate was insulting.Even though I could use her to tame Leo. She was just too weak and my enemy's mate. Hell, she could even be a spy for him.I valued strength and loyalty. She represented none of them.“Alpha king,” the doctor came forward, his stethoscope hanging from his neck and a brown file in his hands. “She's been in a critical condition, part of her bones were broken and she's in a bad shape. I swear her survival is a miracle.”“Doctor, what does this tell me?” I asked quick to write off her death.“She's lost a lot of blood and her head hit the floor badly, affecting her brain. Being an Omega, recovery is impossible, but how she survived through all this is a miracle,” the doctor replied, going through his files.My thoughts wandered. Great, she's also a warrior. I smiled weakl
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