All Chapters of Mated To The Cursed Alpha : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

MIRAThroughout the night I couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes I saw them together, heard Isla’s cruel words, felt the shame burning through me all over again. The next morning the memory hit hard so I decided not to attend the pack meeting. After all the elders would only remind me of my barren nature. Everyone in the pack now whispered before, they just said it behind my back, but now they said it to my face.I dragged myself out of bed and immediately I opened the door I saw Finn and Isla in the hallway kissing each other with no shame. They weren’t even trying to hide it anymore. She had her arms wrapped around his neck, his hands on her waist, right there in the open where anyone could see.I felt the hurt slice through me fresh and raw like it was happening all over again. I stepped back into my room and closed the door, pressing my back against it as my legs threatened to give out. How could they do this? How could they stand there and flaunt it like I meant nothing?

MIRAI woke up in a large bed. The softness beneath me felt strange after everything I had been through. My eyes snapped open and I looked around the unfamiliar room.The room was huge, decorated in a way that screamed power and wealth. This wasn’t Finn’s pack. Panic started rising in my chest. I thought I had been captured by another predator.Just when I wanted to sneak out, the door opened and a man strode in. His presence commanded respect, the kind that made you instinctively want to bow. It was the same man from the forest.That moment I felt my wolf awaken, truly awaken. The wolf I had never felt before suddenly surged to life with a force that took my breath away. One word echoed through my entire being.Mate.I felt energized, strong in a way I had never experienced before. This was completely different from the weak girl running through the forest last night.The man stopped and looked at me. “I’m Alpha Rowan.”The name struck a chord. My eyes widened. Alpha Rowan? The king

ROWANI sat in the meeting hall with the elders discussing border disputes, but I couldn’t focus on a single word they said. My mind was somewhere else. With someone else.Ever since I sent Mira away, sleep had abandoned me completely. Every night I lie awake staring at the ceiling, seeing her face when I told her to leave. The hurt in her eyes. The way she had looked at me was like I was breaking her heart.My wolf never stopped pushing at me, clawing at my insides, demanding I bring our mate back. He was furious with me. Every day that passed, he got worse. More aggressive.I couldn’t eat properly. I became violent, hurting my own men because I couldn’t control the rage inside me. The council had started whispering, questioning whether I was fit to rule.But none of that mattered. Nothing mattered except the gnawing regret that ate at me every second of every day.I had abandoned my mate.The elders kept talking about territories and alliances, but their voices faded into background

MIRAMy hands were shaking so badly I had to sit down before I dropped the paper.Rowan.Just seeing his name felt unreal, like my mind was playing tricks on me out of desperation.My fingers hovered over the folded page for several seconds before I forced myself to open it.A part of me was afraid—afraid of what he’d say, afraid of what he wouldn’t.The letter was short, and brutally so."Is the child mine?"That was all. There was no greeting, no explanation of some sort, no apology for the way he had looked at me that morning and told me to forget everything that had happened between us, and absolutely no concern for where I was or whether I was alive.Just one cold question, written as if I were a problem to be solved instead of a woman he had claimed as a mate.My chest tightened, anger rushing through me so fast it almost made me dizzy.That was it? After everything?After he had awakened my wolf, after he had marked me and then abandoned me to this hell, this was all he had to

ROWANThe pen felt like it was made of lead. It was a tiny, fragile thing, yet holding it made my arm ache more than my heaviest broadsword ever could.I stared at the white space of the parchment, the silence of the study ringing in my ears.How did you summarize a lifetime of regret into a few paragraphs? How did you tell a woman who was currently being treated like an animal that you were sorry for being the reason she was in that cage?"Sorry" was a pathetic word. It was a word for people who stepped on toes or forgot a birthday.It wasn't for a man who had rejected his fated mate and left her to be hunted by a lunatic like Finn.Every time I tried to form the sentence, it felt like ash in my mouth.I leaned forward, my forehead resting in my free hand. Promises felt empty.I could tell her I loved her, I could tell her she was my world, but she was still sitting on a cold floor while I was sitting in a leather chair. The disparity made me want to vomit.But I had to write somethi