The Alpha's Rejection, The King's Obsession

ELIANASo, you want to hear a love story? Well, mine's not for the faint of heart. It's a tale of forbidden love, creepy curses, and a whole lot of heartache. My name is Eliana Astrid, and I'm a werewolf with a curse to bear. Buckle up, because this story is about to take a dark and twisted turn.**********"You wicked woman!" Former Luna, Calantha, bellowed, her voice like thunder, I couldn't help but recoil. "Why do you refuse to bear the alpha an heir?" She leaned in, lowering her voice to sound even more menacing, "Have you no care about the Pack's future? Why are you trying to prove to everyone that you're truly cursed?" My wolf bristled at her words, but I forced her to stay calm. This was a confrontation I had to endure, a ritual of sorts.I spoke in a low tone, my eyes cast downward. "I'm trying my best." The weight of my words hung in the air, a reminder of my failure. As the alpha's mate, I had been married to Gabriel for three years, yet I had been unable to fulfill my most

ELIANA Overwhelmed and utterly bewildered, I stood frozen, grappling with Gabriel's rejection. Folding clothes mechanically, my mind replayed my father's haunting words: "The love he claims to have for you will soon die." His disdainful tone echoed, conjuring painful childhood memories and unleashing a fresh wave of tears.With a heavy heart, I reluctantly dragged my box out of the compound, casting one final glance at the life I was leaving behind. The stark reality of my departure settled in, and I fought back tears, blinking uncontrollably to stem the emotional tide.The permanence of my departure was almost too much to bear, and I struggled to accept the finality of it all, my mind numbing the pain by convincing me it was just a temporary goodbye.As I settled into my ride, headed back to the chaos I thought I'd escaped forever, I felt a pang of despair. The ride seemed to fly by, and I wished it could last forever—a fleeting refuge from the sorrow that awaited me.Gazing up at t

AXELShe remained oblivious, unaware of my true identity as the Lycan King. I preferred it that way. Her ignorance would facilitate my goals. Our encounter had laid the groundwork perfectly. Now, patience and strategy would seal her fate.I dragged Eliana away from the woman's toxic presence, my firm grip slowly easing to avoid bruising her delicate hand. My protective instincts still simmered, but I softened my hold, ensuring her comfort.Eliana's blue eyes met mine, filled with gratitude. "Thank you," she whispered, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. I shifted my gaze, respecting her vulnerability, but my awareness of her remained."For?" I asked. She looked at me, slightly perplexed. I knew why she was thanking me. I just wanted to hear her soft, silky voice again, a sweet resonance I couldn't get enough of.I mentally recoiled, self-rebuke kicking in. 'Get a hold of yourself, Axel. She is the enemy's daughter.' Her allure was just a threat.Her voice broke me out of rev

ELIANA As I tilted my head, my gaze met Axel's, and I felt a flutter in my chest. But Gabriel's firm grip on me remained unyielding, making me release a heavy, frustrated sigh. "Let go of her," Axel repeated, his voice low and menacing, more a growl than a command. I knew Gabriel's stubborn nature, but I was also certain that he wouldn't want to cross Axel, not when he spoke in that tone. Gabriel's grip on my hand relaxed, and he released me, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "Give me some time to speak to my woman," he growled, his burning gaze fixed on me, as if daring Axel to contradict him. Axel's words dripped with venom, his tone deadly and cold. "You wouldn't be treating her like that if she were your woman." A shiver ran down my spine as I felt the weight of his gaze, even though it wasn't directed at me. The air seemed to vibrate with tension, and I could sense the unspoken challenge hanging between them. Gabriel's voice was a low, menacing whisper, barely au

ELIANA I clenched my fists, biting back a retort as Victoria's venomous words hung in the air. I knew that responding to her jabs would only lead to punishment from my father, so I forced myself to remain silent, swallowing my anger and resentment. The effort left me seething, but I kept my emotions in check, refusing to give Victoria the satisfaction of getting under my skin.I trailed behind Victoria, my curiosity piqued, and entered the sitting room. But it was my father's expression that truly caught me off guard.Was I seeing things? It looked almost like a smile on my father's face, but that couldn't be right.I rubbed my eyes, wondering if I was hallucinating. No, it was definitely a smile - a small, subtle one, but a smile nonetheless. I was taken aback; my father didn't smile often, especially not at me.I approached my father, and to my surprise, the smile remained. For a moment, I felt a spark of happiness, which was strange, given our complicated relationship. I couldn't