All Chapters of The Cursed Bride Of The Dark Alpha : Chapter 51 - Chapter 57

DESDEMONALord Kieran’s arms were steady around me, I didn’t pull away. I didn’t cling either. I stayed there, frozen, my face pressed against his chest while my body slowly forgot how to feel safe anywhere else. His scent was unfamiliar, not Alpha, not pack, not possession. Just… human. Quiet. Gentle in a way that felt almost wrong.His hand rested at my back, not possessive, not demanding—just there, as if he was afraid that if he let go, I would finally fall apart. I stared past his shoulder at the dark window, at my reflection that no longer looked like me. My eyes were hollow. My face is thinner. The girl staring back looked like someone already halfway gone.I wondered how nice it would be if Diane were still here.The thought crushed me.My chest tightened, and I pressed my head deeper into his shoulder, breathing him in, not because I wanted him, but because I didn’t want to be alone inside my own head.I had almost killed myself.The realization came quietly, without drama.

DESDEMONAThe silence after Diane’s burial followed me back to the pack house.I have been visiting there more often, just to stare at her grave. I blamed myself countless times, wanting to go back and stop it all from happening.Beta Theodore words clung to my skin, heavy and cold, seeping into my bones. He has come to me again, but to warn me to stay away.He wanted to protect his pack and I failed to protect someone that had always cared about me.I still remember him saying Diane is not innocent. I know Beta Theodore all words matter and it has a meaning to it. I kept on wondering what he meant by that.Wolves bowed as I passed, their eyes filled with something I couldn’t name, pity, fear, reverence. I didn’t acknowledge any of it. I kept my head down and my steps steady.I don't want this, not their pity or fear, all my life I have always been treated like garbage. A useless child you my parents. Cursed child to my village.Inside, the halls were quieter than usual. Too quiet.I

DESDEMONAI stood at Alpha Alaric’s door. I almost knocked. I almost confessed everything to him. I wanted to know the truth—the truth about everything.I turned away, taking a few steps, when suddenly the door opened, as if he knew I had been standing there.I turned back and stared into his eyes. My lips dried up, and I pressed them together.“Why are you here? Do you want to see me?” he asked.What did you know about Diane’s death? Did you know about her identity? Was that why you killed her?The questions ran through my head.But my lips remained shut. I shook my head lightly. “Nothing. I just wanted to ask if you needed anything.”“Bring hot water to my bathtub,” he said.I nodded.The questions kept popping up in my head. I wanted answers. I needed them. I needed to believe him. I wanted him to tell me that he knew nothing about the accusations.I turned my back and walked to the kitchen.I held the kitchen door, my nails almost digging into it. Instead, they began to bleed. I l