All Chapters of A danger to the cursed Alpha: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AdrianI sit by her bed, the steady, agonizingly slow beep of the heart monitor echoing the hollow beat in my chest. Rhea looks like she’s made of glass, her breath coming in shallow, ragged hitches.Dr. Vance enters the room again, but he doesn’t look at the monitor this time. He looks directly at me, his face pale. "Alpha, the Silver-Thorn has reached her heart. It’s slowing her pulse down to a dangerous level. Her wolf is fighting, but the poison is winning. If we don't act within the hour, she’ll be gone."Fuck!A cold, sharp panic claws at my throat. I stand up, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. "Then do something! Use the serum! Do whatever you have to do!""The serum isn't working fast enough," Vance says, his voice trembling slightly. "The nature of this toxin is parasitic. It won't leave the original host unless it has another living body to jump into. It needs a stronger host to poison."I freeze, my mind racing. "You mean a transfer.""It’s a death sentence for m

AdrianI sit across from Alpha Dane, my hands clenched into tight fists on the cold surface of the interrogation table. I glare at him, my eyes burning with a hatred I can barely contain. For the past thirty minutes, we have been sitting in this silence, broken only by his occasional, arrogant smile. He hasn’t given me a single tangible response to any of my questions.My knuckles itch with the urge to punch the smug look right off his face. I want to shift and tear into him, but I force myself to stay seated. I can’t kill an Alpha of an ally pack without proof. I need him to explain exactly where he was when Rhea was being hunted in the restroom.I’ve spent the last few hours questioning almost every guest and every guard on duty. No one saw anything. No one knows how a group of rogues managed to slip past my elite perimeter guards. It makes no sense. Who allowed them in? And more importantly, why did they target Rhea? To the rest of the world, she is just a human girl, a servant. Wh

"What…What do you mean, missing? That’s impossible! My father is sick. He’s weak. He couldn’t have gone anywhere! If he isn't at home, he’s at the hospital. He has to be!"Adrian doesn’t pull away. He lets me grip him, his eyes filled with a pity that makes me frustrated. "We checked the hospital first baby," he says softly. "They said he had been discharged and sent home days ago. But when Jake and the warriors reached your house, it was empty. Your father was gone.""No," I whisper, shaking my head frantically. "No, he’s there. He has to be there. Maybe he was just... in the garden? Or sleeping?""Rhea, listen to me," Adrian says, his voice dropping to a low, gentle tone. "The house was a wreck. And the woman who was there taking care of him..."My breath catches. My hands begin to shake desperately on his chest. I can feel the tremors traveling up my arms and into my shoulders. I wait for him to finish the sentence, but the look on his face tells me everything I don’t want to hear.

RheaI stare at Nora in shock. The air in my room suddenly feels too thin to breathe. My lungs burn as if the poison is back, but this time it’s just the raw, cold weight of the truth."How?" I whisper, my voice cracking. "How could he find me here? He’s human, Nora. He’s just a guy from our village.""He was never just a guy," Nora says, her voice trembling as she wipes at her eyes. "He’s been working for them for years, Rhea. I didn't know at first, I swear. I thought he loved me. I thought he chose me because I was better than you. But he only wanted me because I was close to you. He needed a way to keep eyes on you every single day."I feel a wave of nausea. Every memory I have of Marcus—the first time he held my hand, the way he told me I was beautiful, the "romantic" walks in the woods—it all turns into something rotten in my mind. It wasn't love. It was planned."What 'society,' Nora? Give me a name!" I demand, stepping closer to her. My pulse is thundering in my ears, and I ca

RheaI wake up before the sun is fully over the horizon, staring at a ceiling that is far too high and far too white.A week. It’s been exactly seven days since my world crumbled. Seven days since I found out my father was gone, Mrs. Rose was murdered, and Marcus was more of a monster than I ever thought.Moving into this wing, just a few doors down from Adrian’s private suite, was supposed to make me feel safe. That’s what Adrian said, anyway. But as I lie here in silk sheets that probably cost more than my father’s medical bills for a year, I feel like a bird in a gilded cage.‘Stop thinking about this too much, Rhea,’ Sira says, sounding clearer and more grounded than she did a week ago. ‘You’re wearing us out before the day even starts.’‘I can’t help it, Sira,’ I sigh internally, pulling the duvet up to my chin. Every time I close my eyes, I see Marcus’s face. I see the moment he broke my bracelet and my eyes glowed red for the first time. I feel like I’m waiting for a bomb to go