All Chapters of The Cursed Bride Of The Dark Alpha : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

DESDEMONA“Cursed child. Bad omen. The Alpha’s doomed bride.”That’s what they called me since the night I was born under the blood moon.I hear it every day, even from my parents. To them, I am nothing but a mistake. Bad luck wrapped in flesh.Even my name ‘Desdemona’ tells it all, an ill-fated, cursed name just for me. Sometimes I wonder if they named me that on purpose, just to humiliate me more and remind me that I am nothing but a curse that shouldn't have been born.I shouldn't be treated like this, no one should be treated like this, my existence only brings pains and sorrows to me. My gaze shifted to my sister, Selene. Their beautiful perfect Selene. The daughter they wanted, and gets all the love, care and attention.“Mona! Come here,” Mom’s voice cracked as she walked towards me.Before I could reply, her hand was already pulled in my hair, dragging me inside to the dark storeroom.“Stay here, and don’t try to cause any trouble. I don’t want you ruining your sister’s weddin

DESDEMONAMy gaze drifted back to where the voice came from. My eyes searched for a while before it finally settled on the man standing in the dark, he appeared cold and indifferent Who is he? And why is he here? I had never seen anyone like him before. He looked different, and dangerous. His presence alone screamed of power, and the way the villagers shrank back told me everything, I knew at that point that he is a werewolfMy chest tightened, the fear of meeting a werewolf at a time like this is the last thing I ever wanted.My father slowly walked closer, His movements were careful, almost respectful as though he had been waiting for this moment. I didn't see him anywhere before now, maybe he was hiding in the crowd like my Mother.“Alpha Alaric, forgive me for troubling you, for making you come all the way from the northern pack,” Father's voice was a bit polite and different from the hatred that used to be felt whenever he speaks to me. Almost… eager.Northern pack? My stomach

DESDEMONA I gazed dropped, as I pulled off my clothes, stripping naked in the front of Beta Theodore, with a satisfying smile on Alpha Alaric's face, I looked away, as I gently pulled the last pair of white clothes left on my body. The Alpha Alaric gaze did not leave my body, and my hand trembled more at his burning gaze, my chest tightened, and beat rapidly. Beta Theodore glanced at me coldly, his eyes fully settled on me, it was different from Alpha Alaric's burning gaze, his gaze was calm and cold. I pulled off the white silky white gown, and I was stripped naked, my body shiver, and my body trembled to the breeze coming from the widow, I covered my body with my palm, but it was not enough, my nipples pop up pink because of the breeze, my face turned pale, and whiten up. “What are you doing,” Alpha Alaric's deep, sharp voice cut through the dead silent room, making my body shiver a little more. My gaze was down as I walked to him, the warm water went through my body as I wal

DESDEMONA I bit the corner of my lip, my fingers shook violently as I lowered myself. The man spread his legs wider, mocking, giving me no escape. My vision blurred, my chest rose and fell so fast I feared I would faint, yet all eyes stayed glued to me. “Slower,” he taunted, his voice heavy with amusement. “Make sure it shines when you’re done.” Laughter erupted from the tables, echoing like thunder through my ear. The beauties on Alpha’s lap leaned closer to whisper in his ear, my eyes dropped even more, knowing there is no escape. I dared to look at him, his expression was unreadable, cold, watching as though this was a test I had to endure. His hand never left the women’s thighs, his attention split between their touch and my disgrace. Tears stung my eyes but I blinked them back, I lowered my head until my forehead nearly touched the man’s leg, shame flooding me up, my own body not working in my own command. My hands clenched into fists against the floor, nails biting my

DESDEMONAMy leg trembled on the floor. It felt like my body was sinking in the water, I could feel the heavy stares from the people present, I wondered if they heard what he just said to me now.It was hard enough for me to feel him strip me bare with just his eyes, but now… making comments about how I looked on my knees made my self-esteem shatter into tiny pieces. I felt like trash that should have been thrown away long ago.My chest burned, shame clawing its way up my throat. I bit the corner of my lip until the taste of blood touched my tongue, burying my face toward the ground, as if hiding would erase the humiliation. Goosebumps covered my skin, and my stomach twisted violently.A soft chuckle escaped him low, dark and dangerous. His hand trailed along the armrest, his fingers tapping as if he owned not just the hall but me too.“Don’t fight it, Desdemona,” he whispered, his voice meant only for me, though I swore the entire table could hear. “You were made to kneel, you fit so