LOGIN**The Cursed Alpha** ##Warning## Highly addictive! You may suffer a gripping inability to look away once you start! I highly recommend! *I heard her whispered words before I sank my fangs into her soft flesh. “I love you, Brian.” ‘As I love you, Lyra.’ I screamed from the edges of consciousness as my wolf devoured her body, with no one but the damned moon and the woods as witnesses to my depravity.* Cursed to a life of heartbreak and bloodshed, Alpha Brian has lost fourteen mates to a dark legacy he cannot escape. His world changes when he meets Violet—a spirited 17-year-old werewolf with a painful past and a muted inner wolf. This time, Brian jealously guards his heart, but there is no escaping his mate bond or Vi’s burgundy gaze. Thrown together by fate, Violet must navigate her new role as a wolfless Luna within Brian's guarded pack, while he grapples with the curse that threatens to take her from him. As rogue attacks loom and secrets unravel, their bond becomes the key to breaking the curse—or Violet's ultimate undoing. Nestle in the cold glare of the full moon, and discover a compelling tale of love, betrayal, and redemption in **The Cursed Alpha**.
View MoreBRIANFor the first time in decades, I woke up in a bed that wasn't my own, and a room that was far from familiar. Streaks of light filtered through the billowing curtains, painting the room in different shades of dawn.Gentle to not wake her, I untangled myself from Violet which was a little hard as she was a clinger in her sleep. When I finally did, she shivered a little, but her light snores continued.Her room was as colourful as her personality. The walls were painted a pale pink, matching the overly girly wardrobe, the wood of the bed, and the singular table and chair in the room. The walls also carried drawings that were a sore to the eyes. I chuckled at the sight of the appalling stick figures and careless swipes of paint. My mate had no artistic bone in her body, that was for sure.I touched the edge of the worn table, the paint had cracked in several areas, but books were stacked neatly on one side, and trinkets on the other. I put my weary behind on the chair that creaked
VIOLET The night stood still, crackling with the intense tension that suddenly filled the air.Liz quietly let go of Brian's hand and stood to the side. Her mate would always come first.“Hunter!” I screamed, and the cheer was only half forced, then rushed to him for a hug. Well, it was more like a hasty waddle, and thankfully, he met me halfway. He gently lifted me and twirled me around despite the scowl on his face. The strain remained.“You're pregnant,” he said, stating the obvious, and that scowl disappeared, replaced by a wide-eyed look.Brian chose that moment to step forward—absolutely wrong timing. “Hunter, it's good to see you again.” My mate said and offered his hand for a shake.That scowl returned to Hunter's face, he tucked me into his side, and my brother eyed the hand like it was a venomous snake. After what felt like a lifetime, Hunter finally shook Brian's hand, but he didn't spare his words. “I honestly cannot say the same about you.” I stiffened beside my brothe
VIOLET“I still don't think this is necessary,” I grumbled, arms crossed over my ever-growing belly. And I thought Liz's stomach was extra big. Mine was putting hers to shame.Brian sent me an annoyed stare, and with a voice that didn't match his expression, he said, “We've talked about this, it is only for a little while—”“Until the baby is here? That's a long time!”“It will be any day now.”“No, it won't,”Brian gave an exasperated sigh. “Yes, it will. You will be safer over there and it will give me some peace.”“Oh, so your mate and baby are such a burden now?” I egged.He leveled me with a pointed stare, “Violet, everyone knows you're a pain in my ass.”I gasped theatrically, clutching my chest in a fake display of pain. “How dare you?”“Do you want this in the car or should I just stuff it here with your things?” He asked, shaking the pillow I used for propping up my feet.“You are lucky that I like your beautiful ass,” I sniffed and I heard the distinct sound of someone choki
VIOLET “What?” He was paler than a ghost.His hands slipped from my face, and I caught them, pressing them back to my stomach. “This is what matters now, Brian. And we're wasting the time we have left.”To my absolute horror, those dull blue eyes filled up with moisture. “Why can't I save you?” His voice didn't falter or break, and it didn't need to. Brian was already broken.The question begged an answer, one neither one of us could provide.“I don't know, Brian. But please let me save you, let me save her.” “I don't want you to die.”“I don't want to die either,” my lips tilted on one side into a humorless ghost of a smile. “But can't you see? The end will come, and we will have spent the whole time breaking, instead of living. It has to stop.”“How do I find a shade in summer if my tree is gone—if you are gone?” He swiped his thumb back and forth on the baby bump. “She needs her mother.”“No, she needs her father, and she has a pack that will raise her. Though if she's anything l
VIOLET My next breath was shaky. “No,” I whispered, barely able to say the word.“Yes, Vi. I have been given fourteen mates and they were murdered by my hands.”I looked for something in his eyes; reassurance, denial, just something that proved this was a lie but I was only met with resignation.“
VIOLETThe wind slapped my exposed face, stinging, the light snow clinging to my lashes. Everything blurred under the haze, offering a view of only a few feet in front despite the moon shining so brightly from above. It was a night to kill or be killed and I wasn't a murderer.The question hit har
VIOLET “Look at me, Violet,” Harriette demanded, and I complied.In her blue eyes, I saw support, I saw a friend.“I don't know why you want to leave here,” She started.“I…” I tried to answer but her words silenced me.“Violet, I am your friend, and I understand that you must have good reason to
VIOLET The moon was almost full.Tomorrow night at this time, I would stand at a start line that would define my future or simply dictate if I was to have any.I was restless, and rightfully so.With an excuse I couldn't remember, I'd left dinner. Even Keren’s cooking wasn't welcome tonight. I'd g
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