THE CURSED ALPHA PRINCESS

Seraphina's POV I stopped begging… because in that moment, I realized something.. I really wanted to die too. This beast... this curse, has taken everything from me. My own father’s blood is on my hands, and my wolf? She was silent. Broken. Just like me. "Perhaps we should run," my wolf howled, her pain mirroring mine. "You know we can't," I whispered. "There's no pack that doesn't know us." I could hear the desperation in her tone, but there was really nothing I could do. Every pack knows who we are, and by now, word of what happened today has already spread. They wouldn’t accept us. No one would open their doors to the cursed girl and her shattered wolf. Not after today. "If we try doing that, believe me they'd shoot us down on sight." I gently whispered. I wanted to see the Moon Goddess… to ask her why she chose to afflict me like this. Was I so unworthy of peace? Of love? My wounds refused to heal, my wolf was too weak to help. She was barely breathing. “Get

Seraphina's POV Blood. I had gotten used to the sight of it, but not when it gushed from my own body like a broken pipe. I froze in the bathtub, as I hissed at the sight of the silver dagger that pierced me last night. My blonde hair stuck to my damp skin, my bare body marked by thorns and bruises from last night's transformation in the forest. I gritted my teeth and tried to pull it out myself... this ugly silver dagger lodged near my rib. My fingers trembled and my skin was hot... infact, I was burning up from the inside out. The bathwater wasn’t helping matters. My wolf should’ve healed me already, but she was too weak. She’d barely survived last night’s shift. The thorns, the claws ripping out, the endless running... hell, I wasn’t even sure if I’d survive another shift. I had tried to remove each thorn, one by one, my face was wincing with each pull. But the dagger… the silver dagger… It's impossible that I'm even still breathing. Perhaps the moon goddess isn't as wi

Lucien’s POV The rain was pouring heavily through the high windows as Rafael and I walked down the eastern wing, heading towards the stables after a brief sword combat. The clinking of armor from the guards passing by echoed faintly around us, but something was off. Extremely off. The corridors were unusually loud for this time of day as well heard hurried footsteps and whispered gossip. As we moved forward, we saw two court maids whispering just beyond the archway. Their hands were fluttering in the air like panicked birds, and their faces were filled with horror and… excitement… “Did you hear? The Omega girl... in the dungeon... beaten half to death…” But the moment they saw me, they stopped right there. Their eyes widened, and without hesitation, they dropped to their knees bowing and trembling before me. “W.. We’re sorry, my Prince,” one of them stammered. “For what?” I asked, with a sharp but firm voice. They didn’t answer. Rafael narrowed his eyes and steppe

Valerie's POV I paced around my chambers clearly distressed. My white heels were clicking sharply against the marble floor as each step I took was louder than the last. Damn it! My heart wouldn’t stop pounding like it was going to explode. The image of Seraphina transforming into that monstrous thing kept flashing in my mind... but what truly shook me... that one thing that burned deeper in me... was the way Lucien had looked at her. Gosh! Did you see those eyes? Not fear. Not disgust. But with… concern. Real concern. I stopped by my window, gripping the silk curtain so tightly that my claws were beginning to rip them apart. More like I was hoping for the fabric to somehow steady my thoughts or hold back the anger clawing at my chest. “Why?” I whispered. “Why is he going out of his way for that thing? That lowly beast. Honestly, It made no sense. I raked my perfectly manicured fingers through my hair as my breath was becoming heavier than usual. “He can’t b

Valerie's POV I was brushing my hair when I heard someone walk into my chamber. My first instinct was to snap because only a few were allowed to enter without knocking… but I paused, as I knew who had the scent I just perceived. I turned immediately, recognizing the figure. My heart skipped slightly, but of course, I masked it with a smile. “Father?” I arched my brow in surprise as I stepped away from my mirror. The golden comb froze midair in my maid’s hand as she was initially brushing my hair. “I didn’t know you were coming to see me today.” He barely visited my chambers unless something was wrong. Still, I welcomed him with elegance and never allowed my confusion to show. “We need to talk,” he said. Talk? Now? I walked slowly to the couch. The sun was shining so bright, and it streamed through the silk curtains, causing the gold threads of my wine-colored silk gown to glow. He followed right behind me, but I could sense the tension coming from him. He seemed very w