All Chapters of The Curse Of Loving You: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Mia’s POV“Get out of here you filthy runt,” one of the elders yelled at me. I glared at the elder before taking my leave. “I think she was staring daggers at you Jamal,” another of the elders said with a mocking tone. “The bitch hasn’t realized her situation,” Jamal replied. “Without her precious father, no one would listen to the return princess.”My fist clenched at his words. I hated to admit it but he wasn’t wrong. I had been in isolation training for five years, of course nobody would trust me to lead them. The elders kept on drinking and laughing in the royal hall, in my dads hall and seat. I walked toward the garden to clear my head. A few maids looked up as I passed. One of them narrowed her eyes and muttered something under her breath. I didn’t care enough to listen.But just as I stepped forward, one of them moved into my path. Her foot slid out at the last second, and I tripped. My hands scraped against the ground as I landed, dirt kicking up around me.They started la

Mia’s POVI wiped the side of my cheek where Kaiden had kissed me, I couldn’t stand being touched without permission.The nerve.A moment later, a maid led me down the left corridor toward the guest chambers. I let her talk about gowns, fragrances, and what shoes matched the banquet theme but I barely responded. I had too many thoughts racing through my head, none of them fashionable.I was in enemy territory, betrothed to a stranger, and surrounded by wolves that smiled with their teeth too wide.As the maid fixed my hair, I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked like a clown in a princess costume.The banquet had already started when I arrived.The moment I stepped in, the attention shifted towards me. Just slightly but then they went bacl to their usual business. I spotted Lucien first, already in conversation with an elder I vaguely recognized. His white hair caught the light like snow, and even in stillness, he looked like he was calculating ten steps ahead.Then suddenly i fe

Mia’s POV“Mia.”I kept my eyes on my plate, pretending not to hear. My hands were steady, but my stomach wasn’t.“Mia.”Still nothing. My fork dug into the same piece of meat over and over.“Mia.”The third call made me look up. My chest locked.Kaiden Silver stood a few feet away, alive. Breathing. Looking at me like this was the first time we’d ever met.It didn’t make sense. I’d seen him dead, his head separated from his body. I’d been there when they accused me. I’d felt the blade on my own neck.I had died too.Yet here we were, at the banquet, like none of it had happened.My pulse thundered in my ears. The room felt smaller.Lucien stepped into my line of sight, his tone soft. “You look pale, Princess. Do you want…”“Don’t.” The word came out hard.His eyebrows lifted. “I’m only trying to…”“Stay away from me!” I yelled.The chatter in the hall stopped cold. Every head turned my way.Lucien stared, his calm mask slipping just enough to show the irritation underneath. “You’re m

Orion’s POVBeautiful…. How can anyone be so beautiful?That was my last thought when the axe fell on my neck. The crowd gasped, cheered, jeered, none of it mattered. Pain flared for a moment, sharp and white, then nothing.And then I woke up at the banquet again.Same food. Same music. Same damn goblet of wine.I exhaled slowly, leaning back in my chair. “Already used to it,” I muttered under my breath. Death had lost its edge a long time ago.Mia sat across from me, her eyes fixed on me like I was the answer to every question clawing through her mind.“How long?” she asked quietly.I looked away, fingers drumming against the table. I wasn’t ready to hand her the number, not yet. Not when the truth carried more weight than the chains they loved to bind us in.Instead, I said, “We need to leave the castle. Tomorrow morning.”Her brows furrowed. “Leave? How?”“When they announce us as traitors, they’ll try to chain us.” I leaned closer, lowering my voice so only she could hear. “That’

Mia’s POVThe wind was colder above the clouds. It whipped against my face, carrying the scent of pine and smoke from the lands below. Sylvie’s massive wings cut through the sky with a rhythm that steadied my racing heart.For the first time since the banquet, there was no shouting, no chains, no eyes watching us like prey. Just endless sky.I pressed a hand to Sylvie’s scales, the silver heat pulsing faintly beneath my palm. You came back to me. The thought was almost too much to bear. For five years I had believed my dragon lost, like another piece of me stolen. And yet here she was, alive, real, carrying me once again.Behind me, Orion shifted, his arm brushing lightly against my side to steady himself. Typically, he moved like he owned the dragon.“Don’t squeeze so hard,” he called over the wind, his grin practically audible. “She won’t drop you unless she gets bored.”“You don’t know her” I shot him a look over my shoulder. “If she drops anyone, it’ll be you.”He only smirked wi