บททั้งหมดของ MARKED BY THE ALPHA'S CURSE: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

PROLOGUE "She's the child of prophecy, Evelyn. You can't change that" The red haired prophetess foretold, her deep blue eyes gleaming in the dark as she stared at the frail looking silver haired child in my arms.Fear seeped through my bones as words failed me. My child a child of prophecy?No way!"I can't let her carry the burden of the cursed land" I yelled without thinking. "My child can't go through the same pain her father faced with our race."The prophetess chuckled. "You don't have a choice, Evelyn. You can't change the words of the moon goddess. Selene's blood will either end the cursed cycle of the Forsaken Alpha or doom the werewolf race forever.""Then let everyone be damned" I fired, breathing heavily. "I refused to let my child go.""You don't have to. One way or the other, she'll be made to face her destiny on her own" The prophetess countered firmly.The little child in my arms suddenly let out a shrill cry like she understood the words of the prophetess.Tears strea

Killian's POV"You can't rule without a mate, Alpha Wolfe" Ronan, my beta, kept trying to hammer the same thing into my head.I sighed heavily, standing up from the Alpha's throne. I was done listening to his voice. The reason he still had his head on his neck was because of his other status as my best friend. An ordinary wolf would be rotting in his grave by now. He and I were the only one in the inner court meant for the alpha, his beta, and the council members. I snarled, irritated. "What's the point, Ronan? They all keep dying because of the curse. Every she-wolves mated to me within the past years only end up getting killed even before I mark them, and you know that."Ronan sighed, his amber eyes full of mysteries I couldn't decipher."Every member of this pack is aware, but no one cares" He countered firmly. "They want their Alpha to rule with his Luna by his side. It won't be long before they begin to nurse thoughts of snatching the Alpha's seat from you.""In their dreams!!"

Killian's POV "Why didn't the curse kill her?" I berated no one in particular as I stormed into my private quarters. "Why is she still alive?" "Honestly, I have no answer to that question, Lord Wolfe." Ronan, who had followed me, replied with caution. "I find the outcome strange." I arched a brow, but it seemed he wasn't done talking. "First of all, she's the first rogue given to you as a mate," He continued. "Secondly, she looks like she knows nothing about the curse. I believe we should find the prophetess." I snorted. "That's like going on a hopeless mission, Ronan. Soteria is not that easy to find. I need answers now. Why didn't she die?" "Probably because she's the one you've been waiting for" Ronan hinted, and I frowned. "What do you mean?" I asked. Ronan shrugged. "You had the same thoughts too, didn't you? That was why you're decided to keep her instead of sending her to her grave like every other trespassers. I believe she's the one the prophecy told us about." I

Selene's POV "Wake up, Selene. You have work to do. " The red-haired old lady in a white cloak urged from a distant. I was confused, my consciousness slowly slipping away. "What work? Who are you?" "Wake up, Selene. You have work to do. " The woman kept repeating the same words over and over again. My eyes fluttered around, hoping to find a means of escape, but everyehere was covered in white. My feet weren't touching the ground. I reverted my gaze to the woman, but instead, I saw my mother. My heart skipped a beat. "Mother!" I called out, but she slowly drifted away, her eyes filled with pain. "Where are you going, mother? I miss you a lot, " I cried out, stretching out my hands to reach her, but I couldn't move. "Please... Come back!" I yelled, tears falling from my eyes. The look of disappointment in her eyes caught me off guard. Tears poured out of my eyes as she disappeared into thin air. Suddenly, the white walls around began to crack and fall off, revealing a dark abyss.

Valerie's POV"Who does he think he is to speak to me like that?!" I yelled, hurling a flower pot to the wall in rage. "I pray he meets that unfortunate mate of his dead. Let's see how he plans to keep any more mate."I inhaled deeply, recalling his words. "A witch and a werewolf can never happen!"Instantly, I let out a shrill scream. I grabbed the nearest item, and hurled it to the wall, but something strange and unexpected happened - The cup I threw disappeared, making no sound.I was stunned. My eyes scanned the unkempt room, trying to understand what had just happened. I hadn't even recovered from the shock, when something else happened - The shattered pieces of the flower vase was raised up by the wind, and instantly, they aligned together, forming the vase.I was dumbfounded. Then, a purple vortex appeared before me. It finally clicked. A witch?It was undoubtedly one. I mean, how could I not sense the presence of my kind?Slowly, a woman in a black cloak stepped out of the vor