All Chapters of Protector Of The Alpha's Cursed Heir : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The nurse came in carrying a file which she held against her chest – her face warm and responsive. "Miss Annie we have your results", she reported. Annie felt tension take hold of her but she put on a smile. “Please tell me it’s not cancer,” she begged. “You’re pregnant” The nurse said, her words a sharp pain to the twenty-three-year-old Annie’s heart. Annie’s face went to confusion. “What do you mean I’m pregnant?. The nurse nodded gently. “You’re about a month along." “That’s impossible” Annie cried out, very much at a loss. “I haven’t been with a man in over a year and a half. Are you sure this is my result? She asked, her voice breaking. The nurse went over the file and checked the info again. “Yes, these are for you. Your HCG levels are what you’d see in the early stages of pregnancy. Here take a look” she said, passing the file to Annie. Before the nurse could hand it over, Annie snatched it from her and began to scan the pages. As her eyes went over the results, disbel

Far beyond the walls of the Alpha's mansion where the world grew quieter and the air still smelled of dew, a lone witch woke to the same dawn. Her name was Lady Eden. The forest around her cabin was still. She was not old, but her hair was grey. Her fingers were long and dirty from years of handling ash. She rose from her bed and stepped into the circle she had drawn before. Candles, White Chalk, bones, a werewolf skeleton, and a bowl of clean water that reflected her face. She knelt to do her prayers, waved her hand, and the candles lit themselves. She whispered incantations, and the air around her felt like danger was lurking. Her hand trembled. The clean water darkened, and she saw a vision through the bowl of water. She stumbled back, holding her chest. “A baby" She murmured. “Something has awakened.” she chanted more and deeper, and she saw more vision. The bowl of water caught fire. Then came a flash – a woman carrying a baby in her womb, glowing faintly with fire. Wolve

Only a moment before the wolf feasted on Annie, a second wolf — larger, and faster, crashed into the bad wolf with a bone-shaking snarl. They tumbled into the mud, snapping and tearing, The fight was short and brutal. The second wolf — fierce and panting hard, stood over the bad wolf lying still in the mud, eyes glowing, It turned its head toward Annie. Annie opened her eyes for a brief, hazy second before she blacked out, she saw the wolf change into someone familiar — Onika. She thought she looked like the woman she saw Alpha having sex with in his study. “...You..” She fainted. Rain poured down the car window hard, Alpha sitting in the back, worried but trying not to show it, he fixed his eyes on the wet blur of trees rushing past as they drove. His phone vibrated, just once. He grabbed it instantly. “Onika,” he answered. Her voice came through, trembling but making an effort to sound firm. “Alpha, we’ve found her. Annie's safe… but she’s badly hurt.” There w

The tension and unease in the room were thick enough to choke on. Alpha’s eyes were burning holes into Adam. “Adam, did you open the gate for Annie?” he asked quietly. Adam didn’t back down. “With all due respect, Alpha, I didn’t open the gate. I don’t know how she got out.” The words barely left his mouth before Alpha moved—fast, too fast for anyone to react. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed Adam by his throat and slammed him against the door. The door crashed open with a loud bang. The heavy door broke in half as Adam's body hit it with a loud crack. “Alpha!” Onika shouted, rushing after him. The sound of broken wood and Alpha’s boot filled the air as Adam fell backwards, rolled down the staircase groaning. Alpha watched him roll down the staircase and followed, eyes wild, his voice low. Adam landed in the massive living room. The men guarding the living room were startled, but they dared not ask the Alpha questions. Alpha let out a growl that sent shivers down every guard’

Kael yelled and pulled away from Mallory. He backed her and faced the wall. “I do not want to hear it. Don't talk about my mother, don't talk about witches. Just don’t!” Seeing how furious he was, Mallory took a deep breath, then she slowly went back to him and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. She hugged him tightly from the back, rested her cheek on his scarred back. Her hands touched the marks that crossed his skin — long, rough scars that looked like scratches from a wild animal. Her fingers moved gently over his scars. “Kael,” she whispered, “these scars... they don’t have to hurt you forever.” Kael closed his eyes. His voice came out low and sad. “They remind me, Mallory. Of her — my mother — what she did to me. When she used that binding spell to save herself from my father. I felt everything — I still do. Every time she was hurt, it tore into me. I was just fourteen. She should have protected me, not used me.” Mallory hugged him tighter. “I know baby,” she said