All Chapters of Offered To The Cursed Alpha: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Isabella woke early and instinctively glanced at the spot beside her, but the space was empty and cold. Killian hadn’t returned to their bedroom last night. She sighed, a sound of heavy, hopeless resignation; she didn't want to let her mind wander to where he might have been. With Maya gone, the thought of him seeking comfort from another she-wolf was a sting she wasn't ready to face.She forced herself out of bed, her heart heavy with the reality of her fate: she was bound to a man who didn't seem to care if she breathed or not.As she stood, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over her. Her head spun, forcing her to grip the wall for support until the room stopped tilting. Shaky and pale, she made her way to the bathroom. But as she reached for her toothbrush, a violent surge of nausea hit her like a physical blow. She barely had time to lean over the sink before she was retching, her body trembling as she grew sick.When the retching finally stopped, Isabella rinsed her mouth, her bre

Isabella stood nearby, her eyes fixed on Killian with deep concern. She had been unsure how he would handle the betrayal of his stepmother—a woman he had respected and cared for as his own mother for years. But to her amazement, Killian remained unshaken. He hadn't just discovered the truth; he had known Grace was lying all along.Isabella was lost in her thoughts when Killian’s wolf suddenly lunged toward her. Startled, she ducked instinctively. But the attack wasn't meant for her. Killian’s massive form soared over her, crashing into the Rogue King.The rogue King had already shifted into a mangy, dirty brown wolf and was mid-leap, his claws inches away from Isabella’s throat.Killian intercepted him with brutal efficiency, pinning the older wolf to the forest floor. He held the Rogue King under his massive paw so easily that Isabella almost laughed at the miserable, defeated look on the King’s face. At the same time, a surge of pride warmed her chest. Her mate was truly superior to

It wasn't just Isabella who was shattered; her wolf howled in a symphony of agony. The pain of losing their mate was a physical weight, pulling the very life from her body. But she refused to die—not yet. Not before she exacted a price in blood from those responsible for Killian’s end.There would be no mercy. They would curse the day they ever dared to cross paths with Killian Nightbane and his Luna.In the next heartbeat, Isabella’s human form fractured. Her wolf took complete control, and she shifted into the legendary Invincible White Wolf—a creature of myth, larger and more radiant than any Alpha.Arthur, Grace, and the rogues felt their breath hitch, their hearts hammering against their ribs like trapped birds as they saw her glaring at them. Terrified, they scrambled backward, ducking behind the ancient trees to escape her predatory gaze.But the White Wolf didn't hunt them—not yet.She spun toward the direction where the Rogue King had landed. In a blur of white fur and lethal

The rogues scrambled to flee the moment they saw their king fall, but the White Wolf was not finished. She would not let a single soul escape who was responsible for her mate’s death. With a single, earth-shaking leap, she landed before them, her massive frame blocking their only path of escape.The rogues trembled, paralyzed by a terror that froze their very blood, but the White Wolf gave them no chance to draw another breath. She lashed out, her claws whistling through the air in a blur of ivory light. One by one, the rogues collapsed. Their breathing stopped instantly, blood seeping into the soil as their souls fled their broken bodies.Then, she threw her head back and let out an ear-deafening roar—a pained, jagged cry that seemed to pierce the very heart of the sky.She spun toward Grace and Arthur, who were sprinting for their lives, but before she could reach them, the forest erupted with the sound of hoofbeats and marching boots. Ethan and James had arrived with the army.The

He tried to reach for her, to comfort her and call her name, but a serene, celestial light descended from above. It bathed Killian in a glow that felt like the warmth of a thousand suns, pulling him back with a sudden, irresistible force.His eyes snapped open with a sharp, ragged inhale that tore through the silence of the forest. He gasped for air, his lungs burning as he found himself back in his body. The first thing he felt was the warmth of Isabella’s arms.Isabella lifted her head, her face a mask of tearful relief, and her elongated teeth retracted, returning to their human shape.On Killian's neck, the beautiful, crimson lunar mark pulsed with a vibrant light, glowing in perfect synchronization with Isabella’s heartbeat.“He is coming back,” Ethan murmured, his voice thick with awe as he watched the black veins of the witchcraft dissolve into nothingness.But Killian could feel nothing but her. A violent surge of emotion rushed through his veins—an overwhelming tidal wave of