The Truth About The Alpha's Curse

I've got my second glass of wine in my hand when he appears."Hey there," the man says, sliding onto the stool beside me with the practiced ease of a man who's done this a hundred times. "Want to let me buy you a drink?"I didn't even look at him. "No.""Come on, don't be like that. Just making an effort to be friendly.""I'm not in the mood for friendly." My tone is very harsh, and I didn't even attempt to tune it down. The last thing I want to do is deal with unwanted male attention to add to everything else."Bad day?""You have no idea." I take another swig of wine, hoping he'll pick up the hint and leave.He doesn't. He pushes in closer, his cologne choking in the tight space between us. "Maybe I could help with that. I'm a pretty good listener.""And I'm pretty good at being left alone." I face him straight and whatever I see in his face makes him finally move back."Okay, okay. Just being friendly." He raises his hands in a gesture of surrender and steps back, muttering somethi

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The Drive Back

My hands shake as I start the car.The engine rumbles to life with a familiar sound, but everything else is off. Different. As if the world tipped on its axis while I was sitting in that bar, and I'm the only one who noticed."The curse is a trap. Breaking it will bind your life to his. If either of you dies, the other follows."I grip the steering wheel hard enough my knuckles turn white, trying to hold on to something solid. The parking lot is almost empty, just a few cars scattering the ground under the screaming brightness of streetlights. Ordinary. Everything looks so painfully, ruinously ordinary.But nothing is ordinary now.I was already on the main road, heading back toward the woods. Toward Kael and the pack and a battle I'm in no shape for. The city lights blur across my windows as I try to force my thoughts into something coherent.Rebekah's words echo in my mind. "She knew an Alpha like your werewolf would come searching for an Empath one day. And she made sure that when

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The Plan

He gestures toward the thin couch in front of the hearth, but I hold my ground. Standing is safer somehow, like having my feet firmly on the ground provides me with more traction in a situation that is rapidly getting away from me."Then talk," I say. "Tell me everything."He runs a hand through his dark hair, one of those irritability motions I've come to recognize. "The curse is exactly what Rebekah described. A trap designed to bind an Empath's life force to mine. If you attempt to shatter it with traditional methods, the magical blowback will kill us both.""Traditional methods," I repeat, clinging to the adjective. "So there are untraditional ones?"His silver eyes lock on mine. "I've been looking for a way. A means to break the curse without killing you in the process."My breath hitches. To have him start mentioning it now, after I'd asked myself."So what do you have," I say to him, attempting to sound calm. "How do we break the curse without incurring the penalty of death?"K

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The Brother I Knew

Kael doesn't say anything for a really long time, his expression distant in a manner that I've never seen. When he finally speaks, his tone is laced with past wounds."Dexter is seven years older than I am. By the time I was old enough to understand what was happening, he was already an issue our father couldn't resolve."I collapse onto the couch, aware this is going to take a while. Kael remains at the window, looking out into the darkness."Our father was the leader of the Draven pack. Respected, old-fashioned, intensely devoted to the Council that keeps packs and humans at peace." His jaw tightens. "He believed in order, hierarchy, rules that had lasted for centuries. And Dexter defied them all.""What do you mean?""I mean he liked destroying everything our dad built." Kael appears, coming closer to me. "From the time he was a teenager, Dexter was violent. Not the contained rage you possess naturally as a werewolf, but something nastier. More sinister. He'd fight wolves twice his

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The Howlstone Throne

(Continuing the brother I knew)"The Howlstone Pack was one of the oldest packs in the whole of North America," Kael begins, his voice taking on the cadence of a man relating a nightmare. "Four hundred years or more of family bonds traced back their heritage. Their territory spanned sixteen states. They had agreements with dozens of packs, seats on several regional councils. They were beyond suspicion.""Passed," I echo."Dexter opted he coveted their throne." Kael stands up and walks over to the window again, like he can't sit still to relate this story. "Not because he craved their land or their properties. He did it to make a point. To prove that nothing inside the world of the supernatural was ever really out of reach if you are Dexter."I pull my legs onto the couch and hug my knees. "How in the world did he even go about doing something like that?""Cautiously. Methodically. Which is what made it so terrifying." Kael's face in the window looks troubled. "Dexter spent six months

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Tous les chapitres de : Chapitre 41 - Chapitre 45

The Truth About The Alpha's Curse

The Drive Back

The Plan

The Brother I Knew

The Howlstone Throne