All Chapters of Marked by the alpha's curse : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Kael POV The training grounds were already filled long before the fighting demonstration even began. Wolves of different types filled the open arena—warriors, omegas, visiting alphas—everywhere buzzing with excitement as the king’s advisor announced the start of the friendly sparring matches. Laughter echoed, children ran between legs, and the air hummed with anticipation. But all I could think about was Alia. I didn't know how she was since the dinner party last night. She stood near Liora, watching quietly from the side. Liora spoke brightly; she looked radiant. The sun brushed against her cheeks, giving them a bright, rosy hue. She looked… peaceful. The entertainment continued, wolves fought each other, and the crowd cheered loudly. Everything felt perfect. Lysandra strutted into the ring, demanding to participate. “Let’s give our guests a show,” she declared loudly, flashing her perfect smile that looked fake. A female omega volunteered to spar with her, and the mat

ALIA’S POV Kael’s mouth was warm against mine, stealing the breath from my lungs. It started as a soft brush of our lips; it grew deeper, hungrier, as if something inside him had snapped loose. His hand slid behind my neck roughly, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us. My heart hammered in my chest. My fingers curled around his shirt. I didn’t think of anything; I was lost in desires. His lips moved from gentle to demanding, tasting me, claiming me, like he’d been starving for something he finally found. “Kael…” A moan escaped my lips as I tried to breathe. His grip tightened on my waist, almost too tight, his body burning against mine. A low growl rumbled from his chest—one I’d never heard before. His eyes flickered unnaturally, a deep red covering his natural golden eyes. “Kael?” I whispered again, with concern as I felt his body burning hot. He didn't answer instead kissed me harder, rougher, dragging a desperate sound from my throat. Then, wi

Alia POV Kael avoided me like I was a disease. At first, I told myself I didn’t care or rather I pretended I didn't care if he ignored me or not. I stopped looking for him at dinner. I no longer searched the room for his presence or waited for his footsteps in the corridor. When he passed by, I didn’t call out. I didn’t slow down. I didn’t even look. And somehow, that felt worse. Since that night of our first kiss together,he avoided me like a plague.I felt so terrible so I stopped thinking about it.I wanted to forget everything about that night. I noticed that his gaze lingered longer than it should when he thought I wasn’t watching. I could see it in the way his jaw tightened when I laughed too freely with someone else. I thought he wanted me to pull away. But now that I had, it bruised something in him. I saw it clearly the day I greeted Darian ignoring his presence totally. Darian and Kael were walking together when I crossed their path. I smiled at Darian brightly, without

Kael POVI woke before dawn with my wolf restless under my skin.It prowled in tight circles inside me, claws scraping against my ribs as if something was wrong with the territory itself. I sat up in bed, breath heavy, eyes scanning shadows that held nothing. And yet… the feeling remained.Something had crossed a line.I pulled on my clothes and stepped outside. The pack grounds were quieter than usual, but not peaceful. Guards stood straighter. Whispers followed behind hands. The air felt charged, like the moment before lightning strikes.Darian found me near the training yard.“You feel it too?” he asked quietly.I didn’t answer immediately. My eyes were drawn toward the eastern wing. Toward her.“What’s going on?” I asked.He hesitated. “The elders sensed magic last night. Old magic.”My jaw tightened.“That’s not possible.”“No witch crossed our borders,” Darian agreed. “Which is why they’re uneasy.”Uneasy wasn’t the word.Witch hunting had started before sunrise.I turned sharpl

Alia POVI woke up with a strange feeling that something unusual had happened... it felt like I had dreamed it, but I also had a sense that it had really happened.For a moment, I lay still on my bed, staring at the wooden ceiling above my bed, my heart beating a little too fast. The image appears clear to me. My candle. I remembered practising the fire spell, but failed. In frustration, I fell asleep, but then a light bloom from the candle as I slept.”Strange” I muttered as I stared hard at the candle sitting on my desk.Had it glowed in my dream… or had it been real?I shook my head and pushed myself upright. Dream or not, I am about to find out, I refused to let fear dictate my morning. If something was happening to me, then I would face it. Not hide from it.I slid off the bed and pulled out the spell book from where I had hidden it beneath the floorboard. My hands trembled slightly as I opened it, flipping to the page I had practised last night.“Okay, let's try this again, deep