Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Contract with the Cursed Alpha: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Dahlia’s P.O.V My breath hitched as Killian’s words settled into the room like a death sentence—except, for once, it wasn’t mine. My eyes widened, heart slamming against my ribs as the weight of his verdict bore down on me. My parents' pack… he was giving it back to me? For so long, all I had ever wished for was freedom from Cade, to escape his suffocating grip, but never—never—had I dared to dream of reclaiming what was stolen from me. My pack. My birthright. Cade, on the other hand, was seething. His face darkened like a brewing storm, fists clenching as he shot up from his seat, his chair scraping against the stone floor with a harsh screech. “You have no right!” His voice boomed through the hall, laced with unrestrained fury. “That pack was merged under my rule by Dahlia’s parents! They were the ones who decided I would be Alpha!” His chest

Dahlia’s P.O.V I woke up feeling something I hadn’t felt in a long time—peace. Real, tangible peace that settled deep into my bones, warming me from the inside out. The bed was far too soft, the silk sheets too smooth against my skin, and yet, for the first time in forever, I didn’t feel out of place. It was strange, really. A new environment should’ve made me restless, uncertain, maybe even a little afraid. Instead, as I sat up and stretched, my body felt light, as if a weight I hadn’t even realized I was carrying had been lifted.  The morning light streamed through the large windows, illuminating the room in a soft golden hue. I turned my head toward the window and inhaled sharply. Beyond the glass, the palace gardens stretched out like something from a dream, bathed in sunlight. The dew on the petals glistened like tiny stars, and for a moment, I

Dahlia’s P.O.V I watch as Killian suddenly chokes on thin air, his body tensing, his eyes widening in sheer disbelief. My brows knit together as I stare at him, completely confused by his reaction. Did I say something wrong? I was only trying to help.  "If you like men, Alpha Killian, that's perfectly normal," I tell him gently, my voice calm, measured. "There's nothing to be ashamed of. And if that's the case, you don’t need curing from anything."  The words hang between us, thick, heavy. But before I can even begin to decipher his expression, he’s already moving. The scrape of his chair against the floor is sharp, a sudden burst of motion that makes my pulse jump. He rises so fast it’s almost disorienting, and then—  "Shut up," he snaps.  My mouth parts slightly, caught between surp

Dahlia’s P.O.V I turned back towards Killian, my arms crossed as I leveled him with a stare. "What contract are you talking about?" My voice was steady, but inside, my mind raced.  Killian leaned back, exuding the effortless arrogance he always carried. He studied me for a moment, as if deciding how much to say, then finally spoke. "A contract between us," he said smoothly. "One year. You will be my fiancée, enjoying all the privileges that come with that title. Exclusive rights, a perfect engagement in the eyes of the world. Your reputation will be saved, and in public, we will be the epitome of grace and respect toward each other."  I let out a breath, tilting my head. "And in private?"  Killian’s lips curved into something that was neither a smirk nor a smile, but rather a quiet promise of things unspoken. "In private, you will help me wi

Dahlia’s P.O.VI was curled up on the edge of the wide, padded window seat in my room, knees drawn to my chest, the late afternoon sun streaming across the marble floor like liquid gold. I hadn’t moved from that spot in nearly an hour, except to let my thoughts wander aimlessly from one worry to the next. My stomach grumbled faintly, just in time for a soft knock to rap against the door. I didn’t answer, didn’t need to.The moment the door creaked open, I turned my head, expecting to see one of the palace maids, but instead, it was Korina again. She strode in, balancing a tray of food in her hands, her usual composed expression in place. I sat up straighter, watching her as she approached my bed, setting the tray down on the small table beside me. My eyes flickered to the door, then back to her, confusion creeping into my voice as I asked.“Why is it you again?”Korina shot me a smile as she walked towards me. “I told you I’d bring your lunch,” she said, like it was the most natural t