Mag-log in“Cursed child. Bad omen. The Alpha’s doomed bride.” That’s what they called me since the night I was born under the blood moon. ****** Desdemona is a cursed child right from birth, her skin marked by the moon itself. In a society where humans despise werewolves, Desdemona carries the cruel fate of being bound to one. Hated. Mocked. Even her own parents look at her with disgust, showering love only on her perfect sister while treating her as nothing but a burden. But curses don’t break easily. And her destiny waits in the shadows — the day she becomes the Alpha’s Cursed Bride. When she is forced to marry Alpha Alaric. Sold out by her own people, betrayed by her family, she must now survive in a pack of wolves where every whisper and glance could mean death. And the prophecy hangs over her, will she live, or will the curse claim her first?
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“Cursed child. Bad omen. The Alpha’s doomed bride.”
That’s what they called me since the night I was born under the blood moon.
I hear it every day, even from my parents. To them, I am nothing but a mistake. Bad luck wrapped in flesh.
Even my name ‘Desdemona’ tells it all, an ill-fated, cursed name just for me. Sometimes I wonder if they named me that on purpose, just to humiliate me more and remind me that I am nothing but a curse that shouldn't have been born.
I shouldn't be treated like this, no one should be treated like this, my existence only brings pains and sorrows to me.
My gaze shifted to my sister, Selene. Their beautiful perfect Selene. The daughter they wanted, and gets all the love, care and attention.
“Mona! Come here,” Mom’s voice cracked as she walked towards me.
Before I could reply, her hand was already pulled in my hair, dragging me inside to the dark storeroom.
“Stay here, and don’t try to cause any trouble. I don’t want you ruining your sister’s wedding!” she spat, shoving me down onto the cold floor.
The air pressed against me as I stared at the walls. This… this was where I always ended up. My cage. My prison. I was treated like an animal they could lock away whenever guests came, whenever there was a celebration.
And still, like a fool, I had hoped today might be different. That maybe, just once, I could be allowed to watch, to feel like I belonged.
A bitter laugh escaped me, sharp and broken. Why did I even think I deserved that?
“Did you just laugh?” Mom voice was sharp and dangerous, her shadow fell over me like a storm
She grabbed the broom, and my stomach twisted, my chest tightened and my lip parted slightly, a bitter smirk escaped my mouth. I already knew what was coming.
“What are you planning, cursed child?!” Her words cut deeper than the broom ever could. “Did you want to cast your evil eye on my Selene?”
The first strike landed hard against my back. I clenched my teeth, forcing myself not to cry out. I had learned long ago that screaming only fed her fury.
I curled on the floor, covering my head with my arms, the broom cracked against my skin. But worse than the pain was the ache that to her I wasn't a daughter, I was nothing but a burden that she wanted to hide.
When she finally stopped, her footsteps faded away slowly leaving me in the dark silent room.
I lay there on the cold floor, my whole body trembling, bruises all over my skin. But what hurt the most wasn’t the beating. It was knowing that I could scream, and bleed, without anyone caring.
If I vanished tomorrow no one would notice, not my mother, my father or sister, I should not have been born.
I crawled on the floor, groaning in pain as I moved gently, the storeroom was piled up with food, and nothing else.
I wanted to escape, but where to, my eyes sight soon faded and lost its gaze, as I fell into the night.
The storeroom door creaked open, and a harsh line of light cut into the dark room, the bright lights hit my eyes, I blinked slowly, trying to adjust.
It was Selene.
My chest tightened, I curled my leg together, biting my lip.
Why is she here? Did she want to mock me?
Selene smirked and moved slowly towards me, her steps were steady and dangerous. She bent down in front of me grabbing my chin, making me look into her eyes.
“Did you steal the gold earrings betrothed to me, I know that you wanted it, but you should have asked instead of stealing it.”
My breath caught as I shook my head, and grabbed her hand. “No I didn't….. no,”
She snapped my hand away, pushing me to the floor. “If you didn't steal it, why did I find this in your belongings?” She asked, raising her brows, and showed the earnings to me.
I furrowed in fear as I crawled back to her pleasing. “I am sorry, I…… I….. didn't,” my lip trembled in fear.
Selene stood up and looked down on me. “Strip her naked and beat her 20 lashes!” She yelled, her voice sharp and clear.
Before I could react, the maids had already rushed in. They stripped me naked and lashed my skin without hesitation.
My chest tightened, and I closed my eyes, my whole body aches in pain, and this betrayal hurts more.
Selene eyes sparkled with delight as if my pain was the sweetest entertainment
At first I thought that Selene likes me, she plays with me, before she started framing me for the things she does, and I get blamed for everything, but I thought that It was ok as long as she likes me, but she does not. She despises me.
Every lash burned my skin, but worse was the humiliation. Stripped, exposed, treated like nothing, and my own sister watched with a smile, that when I realized she didn't just despise me, she enjoyed seeing me break. I groaned on the floor, as I saw a satisfying smile on her face.
“I am sorry…….” I pleaded as my eyes teared up. No one listens and continues to beat me.
I wanted to scream, and tell them I was innocent, but the words were stuck in my throat, I knew even if I shouted, no one would believe me.
“Next time, you will learn not to steal from me,” she smirked, she took a few steps and stopped.
She crouched down and whispered to my ears, her voice sugar coated, but cruel. “Have you heard? Tomorrow the villagers are planning to send you away as a sacrifice to the northern Alpha.”
She smirked and traced down my jawline. “You can as well ask your wolf groom to give you earrings, so you won't have to steal. You know that everyone will be at peace when you are gone forever, mother will be happier, when her burden is lifted.”
The word hit me like a stone, my stomach twisted, my body trembling, but no sound came out from me.
Her laughter echoed through the room as she walked away, I was left naked in the dark room again.
I groaned on the floor, rolling in pain, my body covered in blood and bruises. From inside I heard the faint laugher—the laughter of my parents and Selene celebrating, while I lay forgotten in the dark.
I trembled on the floor, unable to move my body. I haven't had anything to eat this morning, maybe that's why I am so weak.
I tried to lift my hand, but I had no strength left, before I knew it. My vision turned blank and I fell into the dark night.
DESDEMONA“Why are you back so early?” Lord Kieran asked with a smirk.“Leave,” Alpha Alaric replied coldly.“Ok fine I will,” he patted on my back gently.The silence after Kieran left was heavier than before. It pressed against my chest, making it hard to breathe. I could still hear Alpha Alaric’s boots on the stone path, even though it was long gone. That sound alone was enough to make my skin prickle.I sat there, trembling, clutching the wet rag in my hand. My knuckles were raw. I wanted to scream, but all that came out was a choked breath. Lord Kieran shouldn’t have come. He didn’t understand how dangerous it was just to stand near me when Alpha Alaric was around.The Alpha didn’t need to shout to destroy someone. One look from him was enough to make a person crumble.I dipped the rag back into the cold bucket, trying to focus on the task again. Work was safer than thinking. Work didn’t ask questions, didn’t punish me for having feelings. But my hands were shaking too much to c
DESDEMONAI sat up immediately to her left, staring at the empty room. My heart skipped a quick beat. I don't know if I should be happy that he left, or sad.My bare feet touch the cold floor, I hug my body. For the first time I will be free. Or so I thought.Laura burst in, she leaned on the door. “What are you doing, do you think that, now that the Alpha is out you will act like Luna,” she smirks. “Don't make a fool out of yourself and get to the kitchen immediately.”It hit me. Why did I think I will be free when Laura is still here? “You brought your friends over and you still think you will live here for free. Pathetic.”Yes, pathetic. Freedom isn't something that comes easily. I have to fight for it for me to be free.I didn’t say a word. I just lowered my eyes and nodded. There was no point arguing. Laura always wins.“Yes,” I said quietly. “I will go now.”She smirked. “Good girl. Don’t forget your place.”Her heels clicked on the floor as she walked out, and the room felt col
ALARICThe corridor was silent, but my heartbeat wasn’t. It thundered through my chest, wild and unsteady, echoing louder than the footsteps that carried me back.I didn’t even know when I turned around.Didn’t remember climbing the stairs again. All I knew was that anger had already taken over, steady, burning, too strong to ignore.The door burst open before I could think twice.Desdemona jerked up in surprise, her eyes wide, face still wet with tears. Kieran rose instantly, his body stiff, protective, foolishly standing between us.“Leave,” I said.My voice was quiet, but it sliced through the air like steel.He hesitated. “Alaric—”“Now.”His jaw tightened. But he saw something in my eyes, something that warned him this wasn’t a time to argue. He stepped away from her slowly, his gaze lingering on her before walking past me.The moment the door closed behind him, the air in the room shifted.Only silence remained, and her.Desdemona stood still, her hands clutching the edge of her
ALARICI stared at her up on the stage, her face pale, her body shaking. I have to punish her for calling another man's name romantically, in her sleep while holding on to me.A smile escapes my lip, but I try to compose it. I fake a cold face and watch her as she stares in dismay.She didn't dance but stood. Lost, and hopeless.“Alaric, why is Desdemona up there?” Kieran asked, his voice raging at me.“She is my toy, so I can do whatever I want with her.”“She is not a toy, and you can't play with her like that, look how hopeless she is up there, you have to stop this madness!” He yelled.“What if I don't want to—” I smirked, crossing my legs.“Then I will stop it,” he said, raging on stage.I crossed my arm, “Then she will die instead,” I said calmly, though my wolf raged inside, I pretended to be calm on the outside.Kieran halted at his steps. He knows I don't joking. I have never joked with him.“Why are you doing this?” He asked, his lip trembled, I saw it. His gaze flicked. Di






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