All Chapters of The Cursed Alpha’s Only Mate: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Chapter One Hundred FourteenElsie POVThe dining room was bright, too bright, the morning sun streaming through the tall windows and casting harsh light across the polished table. Silver gleamed. China clinked. The scent of fresh bread and roasted meat filled the air, but Elsie's stomach churned with something that had nothing to do with hunger.She sat between her mother and father, her hands folded in her lap, her eyes fixed on the plate before her. Across the table, Malcom's parents beamed with barely contained excitement, their faces flushed with the joy of a union they had wanted for years. Malcom himself sat at the head of the table, his shoulders straight, his chin lifted, the picture of a proud young Alpha who had won his prize.Elsie wanted to scream."This is truly a blessed day," Alpha Soren declared, his voice booming across the table. He was a large man, weathered and broad, with the kind of laugh that filled a room and the kind of hands that had hauled nets for decades.

Chapter SeventeenViolet POVThe banquet hall was alive with light and music. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting warm golden glows across the crowded room. Pack members and visiting delegates mingled together, their voices rising and falling in waves of polite laughter and serious conversation.When I walked in, the room seemed to pause.The green dress fit like it had been made for me. The fabric hugged my waist and flowed down my legs, catching the light with every step. My hair was pinned up loosely, with a few strands framing my face. I looked nothing like the woman who had been dragged out of a car accident two weeks ago.Whispers followed me through the room."Is that Violet? She looks completely different.""I heard the Alpha and his Luna reconciled. Look how close they are standing.""Reconciled? Please. She has been throwing herself at him for years. This is probably just another act.""Who cares what it is? She looks stunning tonight."I ignored the whis

Chapter Ninety ThreeEmrich POVThe tavern was dim and smoky, the kind of place where conversations were had in low voices and eyes never lingered too long on anyone. Emrich sat in the corner, his back to the wall, a half empty mug of ale before him. He had not wanted to come. He had better things to do than listen to the complaints of a woman who had already lost everything.But Odette had insisted. And Emrich, despite his better judgment, had agreed to meet her.She sat across from him, her hood pulled low over her face, her hands wrapped around a cup of wine. She looked thinner than she had at the festival, her cheekbones sharper, her eyes darker. The silver cane rested against the table, a reminder of what she had lost."You came," she said."You asked."Odette laughed, a bitter, hollow sound. "I did not think you would. You have always been loyal to him. Even when he did not deserve it."Emrich said nothing. He took a sip of his ale and waited."I want justice," Odette said, lean

Chapter SixViolet POVAlpha Christian held the medical document in his hands, his fingers poised to open it. I watched his face, my heart hammering against my ribs. If he read those results, everything would change. He would know about the pregnancy, and he would never let me go. Not because he loved me, but because I was carrying his heir. He had made that perfectly clear.I took a breath, ready to snatch the paper from him if I had to. But before Christian could unfold the document, a sharp knock came at the office door."Alpha," a servant called from the other side. "The delegates from Moonstone Pack have returned. Alpha Korvan and his son request an immediate audience with you."Christian hesitated, his eyes flicking from the paper to the door. I saw the calculation in his gaze. The Moonstone Pack was powerful, and their alliance meant everything to Silverfang. My medical results could wait.He set the document down on his desk, face up but still folded. "I will deal with this l

Chapter Ninety SixElsie POVThe room was dark, the candles burned low, and the weight of the world pressed down on Elsie's shoulders like a physical thing. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped in her lap, her eyes fixed on the floor. Zuri stood by the window, her back to the room, her silhouette outlined against the moonlight.They had been silent for a long time."A duel," Zuri said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "Even if I could fight, I would have no chance."Elsie looked up. Zuri had not turned around. Her shoulders were tense, her hands gripping the windowsill."Zuri...""I am an omega, Elsie. I have never trained with a sword. I have never shifted into a fighting form. The only battles I have ever fought were for scraps of food and a warm place to sleep." Zuri's voice cracked. "Malcom is an Alpha's son. He has been trained since childhood. He could kill me with one blow."Elsie rose from the bed and crossed the room, stopping behind Zuri. She wanted to