All Chapters of The Cursed Lycan's Plus-size Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Serenity Redwolf, Twenty years ago, In a noble family, two daughters were born. One was the perfect definition of beauty; every strand of hair seemed blessed with a golden touch, her eyes were blue like the ocean, and her cries sounded like the melody of a new spring. Even the midwife could not help but pause, enchanted by the child’s delicate features, as if she were something divine sent from above. On the other hand, The other daughter weighed almost twelve pounds, with gray eyes and thick black hair. Her cries did not carry softness or charm; instead, they tore through the air like a wail of plague, raw and unsettling, as if the world itself had rejected her existence from the very first breath. The moment the midwife held both daughters, the count, the excellence of a small village, knew who would be prioritized. His gaze lingered on the beautiful child, filled with pride and satisfaction, before shifting to the other with visible disgust. "Throw her away. She will br

Serenity, I had been bullied since I could remember the beginning of my life. I used to cry in my Dad's arms, asking why I had to be so heavy, so slow and so ugly. Why nobody ever acknowledged me as their friend, why I was always the one left out, always the one whispered about. But Dad used to say those people who pointed at your flaws were trying their best to hide their own. They weren't confident enough to face what was broken inside them, so they threw it onto others, hoping no one would notice. That was why I never said anything. I never fought back, never reacted when they mocked or pushed or laughed. Because at the end of the day, I believed they still went home and wet their pillows with their own tears. So when Luna punched me, I knew it came from her own insecurities. After all, it wasn’t uncommon for them to steal mates, to turn on each other like that.And just like always, I stayed quiet, let it go. Not because I was gullible, because I knew when they were busy m

Serenity,By the time I took the subway and arrived home, my throat had swollen like a balloon. The grip around my neck had been too tight for my body to have a normal reaction anyway.My knees were still shaking from the impact, traumatizing me beyond fixing. I hurriedly grabbed my purse, searched for the keys, and opened the door.I had to take medicine or I might end up passing out for sure.Just as I placed the purse on the small chair, my attention went to the living room. My eyes widened in shock and disbelief. All the laundry I had done before leaving, the washed dishes, the sofa I bought with my yearly bonus, everything was in shambles.The clothes were scattered around as though someone had deliberately thrown them everywhere. The dishes I had cleaned were used again, abandoned carelessly on the table.The smell of instant noodles and chips filled the apartment.A painful groan escaped from my swollen throat. Not only had I lost my job, but now I had to clean up again?I felt

Serenity, As soon as Nolan left with his friends, barely moving on his feet, my Wolf howled in my head in pain. The crushing blow felt like a tidal wave hitting my chest, firing straight across my heart. My knees almost buckled underneath me. I grabbed the edge of the kitchen counter to steady myself, breathing unevenly as the pain clawed through my body. As long as you don't get marked or mark your mate, a one-sided rejection is still considered rejection. So, he didn't need to accept or reject it verbally. The bond still cracked enough to hurt. But this pain wasn't only because of rejection. My throat burned viciously. It had swollen so badly that every breath scraped painfully through my airway. I hurriedly grabbed the first aid box from the cabinet and searched for the bandage with trembling fingers. My hands were shaking so badly that the entire box slipped once, crashing onto the floor. " Get it together," I muttered hoarsely to myself. I quickly wrapped the bandage arou

Serenity, Cure? The word successfully made me laugh. I was in the lowest position in society, barely scraping by while fighting against the illness that had been gradually killing me. Every single day felt like surviving instead of living. And here, he was, a Lycan Prince, someone standing at the very top of society, telling me that I was his cure? " Wow!" I laughed at myself, shaking my head in disbelief, " It sounds like a cliché movie scene. Am I the pathetic main character who suddenly needs a knight? A cure for the Lycan Prince? Is it a joke?" " What are you mumbling?" He asked, his voice sharp, but behind those eyes there were flickers of hope. Real hope. Hope so desperate that it almost caught me off guard. " Did you make any mistakes by chance? Because I am nobody's cure. And certainly, not yours." His brow arched slowly, his expression unreadable, " This is not what I expected to see." " What?" He shrugged lightly, though amusement flashed briefly across his