All Chapters of The Cursed Alpha’s Daughter: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

VARGRHEIM:The world had long whispered of monsters lurking in the dark, of beasts that walked among men with human faces and predatory hearts. But for centuries, those whispers were nothing more than cautionary tales—stories meant to keep children from wandering too far at night. Until Vargrheim rose from the shadows and thrived in plain sight.It was not the first kingdom of monsters, nor the last, but it became the most feared.While human rulers battled against the ever-growing dominion of vampires, fae, warlocks, and ogres, another kingdom was born—one that did not seek alliances, one that did not beg for recognition. A kingdom of wolves. The wolves of Vargrheim were unlike any other creatures that roamed the world. They were stronger than the vampires, who drained life from their prey. Faster than the warlocks, whose magic took time to summon. More cunning than the fae, who relied on their silver tongues and ageless wisdom. And above them all stood the Alpha.A being nei

Impossible.Romero whispered the word, but it barely made a sound over the ringing in his ears.The sounds faded into the background. Sound of the healers sobbing, sounds of Quinn’s rapid heartbeats, sound of them trying to deliver the other child...The other child...His breath was unsteady, his hands trembling as he looked at the newborn in his arms. Small. Too small. Fragile. Ugly, even. And yet... The Sovereign’s Howl had come from this mouth. No mistaking it. She was quiet now, her tiny chest rising and falling steadily. But her eyes, gods, those eyes were too large for her face, almost eerily so, the same piercing shade as her mother’s. His wolf, Kaiser, bristled. The instinct to protect—no, to claim—overtook him. The Sovereign’s Howl still lingered in the air, thick as fog, wrapping itself around his soul like an unbreakable chain. It had marked her. The firstborn. His heir. Or rather… his Heiress— Romero swallowed hard, his throat dry like he'dswallowed sand

CINDERThe slap came too fast to anticipate.Pain exploded across my cheek, white hot and blistering. My head snapped to the side, the force sending me stumbling into the desk behind me. The edge dug into my hip, but I barely felt it—because the second slap came right after, just as sharp, just as merciless.The room spun. Pain bloomed at my hip but it was dull and secondary, drowned out by the sting blazing across my face. My ears rang.The sting burned, but I refused to let the tears fall.I clenched my fists. Swallowed hard and willed the tears not to fall. Fuck.I refused to give him that particular satisfaction.Alpha Romero stood over me, his presence suffocating, golden eyes burning with barely contained fury.I tried to remember how I'd been stupid enough to follow him into the castle. I should have known better. I shouldn't have followed him away from prying eyes. Away from Elio.Alpha Romero had household rules. And the first?Never strike me in front of Elio.But here, i

CINDERThey were like fucking bees around honey.Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.Their voices droned in and out, a chaotic hum pounding against my skull. My head was doing me a number—like someone had split it open and shoved hot iron through the cracks. Every thought was foggy, every memory a blurred mess of static. I couldn’t remember a damn thing.But I didn’t move.I couldn't react.Because I was the honey all these damn bees were buzzing over.The ward was full. The air was thick with tension, voices snapping, snarling. I kept my breathing even, playing dead while the storm raged on.I woke up earlier to the stench of disinfectant and the strange weight of a patient gown on my body. I had barely registered my own presence when I heard it—heavy, familiar, terrifying footsteps.My father.Instinct had me shut my eyes immediately, and gods, was that the right call.Because now, here I was, listening as my father, my not-yet-fiancé, and six council elders debated whether I needed an exorcism.The