All Chapters of The Cursed Alpha’s Only Mate: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Chapter 101: A Fool Tongue

Hecate POVThe morning light streamed through the windows of my studio, warm and golden, casting patterns on the stone floor. The scent of lavender and chamomile filled the air, mingling with the sharper notes of the tinctures I had laid out on the worktable. Carmen lay on the treatment table, her gown draped open at the abdomen, her golden hair spread across the cushion beneath her head.I worked in silence, as I always did, my hands moving with practiced precision. The oil was warm, infused with herbs that promised healing, though I had added nothing that would truly help her. She would not conceive. Not because of any failure on my part, but because the Goddess had closed her womb. And I would not be the one to open it.Carmen, as usual, could not stay quiet."The castle is buzzing," she said, her voice light, conversational. "Everyone is talking about the duel. Malcom and Lady Elsie's mysterious lover. The people are more excited about that than about the royal wedding, I dare say

Chapter 102: About to be Yours forever

Hecate POV The castle was a whirlwind of activity, servants rushing through the corridors with armloads of silk and mountains of flowers. The great hall had been transformed overnight, the stone floors polished to a mirror shine, the banners replaced with fresh ones bearing the Emberclaw sigil intertwined with the midnight star of my adopted pack. Candles by the hundreds waited in their holders, ready to be lit at dawn. Tomorrow, I would marry Maddox. The thought should have filled me with joy. Part of me, the part that still remembered being Samantha, the girl who had believed in fairy tales and happy endings, was thrilled. But another part, the part that had been forged in betrayal and shaped by revenge, was wary. Tomorrow was not just a wedding. It was a performance. A declaration. A gambit in a game that was far from over. I stood in my chambers, staring at the gown that hung on the dress form in the corner. It was beautiful, I had to admit. Ysabella had overseen its creation,

Chapter 103: Beta Emrich

Emrich POV The night had been sleepless. Emrich lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind churning with thoughts he could not quiet. Beside him, Ysabella slept peacefully, her dark hair spread across the pillow, her breathing slow and even. He did not want to wake her. He did not want to explain what was troubling him. She would not understand. She had made that clear. He rose before dawn, dressing in silence, and slipped out of their chambers. The corridors were dark, lit only by the occasional torch, and his footsteps echoed on the stone like the ticking of a clock. The castle was quiet at this hour, the servants still asleep, the guards nodding at their posts. It was the hour before the world woke, when secrets were most easily kept. Emrich walked without purpose, his hands clasped behind his back, his jaw tight. Today, the king would marry Hecate. Today, she would become queen. And there was nothing he could do to stop it. He had tried to warn Maddox. He had tried to counse

Chapter 104: Seeking the truth

Third POVThe morning light had barely touched the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pale pink and gold, when Emrich found himself standing outside the king's chambers. His hand hovered over the door, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew what he had seen. He knew what it meant. And he knew that he could not keep it from Maddox any longer.He knocked."Enter," Maddox's voice called from within.Emrich pushed open the door. The king stood before a tall mirror, his valet adjusting the collar of his formal coat. The fabric was deep crimson, embroidered with gold thread, the Emberclaw sigil stitched over his heart. He looked every inch the king, powerful and regal, the weight of the crown already settled on his brow.But his eyes, when they met Emrich's in the mirror, were soft. Hopeful. He was thinking of her. Of Hecate. Of the woman he would marry in a few short hours."Emrich," Maddox said, turning away from the mirror. "You look troubled. What is wrong?"Emrich glanced at the

Chapter 105: The Hunting

Third POV Hours earlier, the tavern had been quiet, the morning light filtering through the grimy windows in pale, watery stripes. Tori sat at the table in the back room, her hands wrapped around a cup of cold tea, her heart heavy in her chest. She had been waiting for what felt like forever, listening to the creak of the floorboards, the murmur of voices from the bar, the distant sound of horses on the cobblestones. The door opened, and Hecate slipped inside. Tori rose, crossing the room to embrace her friend. Hecate held her tightly, and for a moment, neither of them spoke. "I am sorry I am late," Hecate said, pulling back. "Emrich is getting more clever. It was difficult to lose him this time." Tori's eyes widened. "He followed you?" "He is suspicious. He has been for weeks. But I managed to lose him in the alleys." Hecate shook her head. "He will not give up, though. He is like a wolf with a scent." Tori led her to the table, and they sat across from each other, the worn woo

Chapter 106: The Interrogation

Third POV The dungeon was cold, the air thick with the smell of damp stone and rust. Torches flickered on the walls, casting dancing shadows across the room where Tori sat bound to a wooden chair. Her wrists were raw from the ropes, her ankle throbbing from the fall, but she held her head high, her dark eyes fixed on the king before her. Maddox paced the length of the room, his boots echoing on the stone, his golden eyes blazing with barely contained fury. He had been asking questions for what felt like hours, and Tori had given him nothing. Nothing but silence. Nothing but defiance. "How are you still alive?" Maddox demanded, stopping before her. "How have you been hiding in my village for three years without anyone knowing?" Tori said nothing. She stared at the wall behind him, her expression blank. "Where is Samantha?" His voice rose. "I know she is alive. I know she survived. Tell me where she is." "I have nothing to tell you," Tori said, her voice steady despite the fear coi

Chapter 107: The Mating Ceremony

Third POV The great hall had never looked more magnificent. Thousands of candles floated above the assembled guests, their flames casting a warm golden glow across the sea of silk and jewels below. Garlands of white roses and trailing ivy draped the pillars, and the stone floor had been polished to a mirror shine. The scent of incense and flowers filled the air, mingling with the perfume of the nobles and the sharp, clean smell of anticipation. Maddox stood at the altar, his back straight, his expression unreadable. He wore the traditional royal vestments of Emberclaw, deep crimson embroidered with gold thread, the sigil of his house stitched over his heart. A crown of silver and rubies rested on his brow, catching the candlelight and scattering it like drops of blood. Before him, the great hall stretched out in a sea of faces. Every pack was represented. The alphas sat in the front rows, their Lunas beside them, their heirs behind. Nobles from every corner of the Seven Packs had c

Chapter 108: The Love Duel

Chapter One Hundred Eight Maddox POV The great hall hummed with celebration, the sound of laughter and music and clinking glasses filling every corner. The feast was in full swing, servants weaving through the crowd with trays of roasted meat and goblets of wine, and the guests had begun to relax, their initial formality melting into the warmth of the occasion. Maddox stood on the raised platform at the head of the hall, his hand resting on the back of Hecate's chair. She sat beside him, her dark gown pooling around her, her black orchid crown still perched on her brow. She was radiant, her cheeks flushed from the wine, her smile easy and confident. But Maddox could not shake the cold knot in his chest. He had known her for months. He had loved her. He had trusted her with his heart, his kingdom, his future. And now he knew that it had all been a lie. She had come to destroy him. She had used him, manipulated him, made him fall in love with her as part of a grand scheme of revenge

Chapter 109: The Victor

Chapter One Hundred Nine Elsie POV The bleachers were crowded, bodies pressed together on every side, the air thick with anticipation and the sharp scent of sweat and excitement. Elsie sat between her parents, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her heart pounding so hard she could feel it in her throat. Beside her, Zuri sat with her back straight, her dark eyes fixed on the arena below, her hand resting on Elsie's knee beneath the folds of her gown. To anyone watching, they were simply mistress and maid. Close, perhaps, but nothing more. No one noticed the way Zuri's fingers curled around Elsie's, the way they held on to each other as if the world were about to end. Elsie's father, Alpha Garrath, sat on her left, his broad shoulders tense, his grey eyes scanning the crowd with the watchful alertness of a man who had learned long ago that danger could come from anywhere. Her mother, Nyra, sat on her right, her red hair hidden beneath a dark hood, her pale face unreadable. She had

Chapter 110: Deserved

Elsie POV The roar of the crowd was deafening, a wall of sound that pressed against Elsie's ears and made her head spin. She stood frozen in the bleachers, her hands gripping the wooden rail so tightly her knuckles had gone white, her eyes fixed on the arena below where Malcom stood triumphant, his fists raised to the sky, his face split in a wide, victorious grin. He had won. He had beaten Finnick, the champion Hecate had found, the man who was supposed to save them. He had fought with fury and determination, and he had emerged victorious. The crowd was cheering his name, chanting it, celebrating him as if he were a hero returning from war. The sound was overwhelming, a tidal wave of noise that crashed over her and threatened to drag her under. Malcom's eyes found her in the crowd. He pointed, a bold, possessive gesture, and the cheers grew louder. The people around her turned to look, their faces alight with excitement, their hands reaching out to touch her, to congratulate her,

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