Todos los capítulos de Claimed By The Cursed Alpha: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

~ ROSELLE ~I arrive at Dr. Morrison's office just in time, 9:00 a.m. on the dot.As usual, she's seated in one of her elegant chairs, her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, her gaze fixed on the computer screen in front of her.The moment she notices me, her face lights up with a warm smile. I settle onto the comfortable couch across from her, and she smiles even wider."Morning, Roselle," she says, looking up with a warm smile. "You look brighter today. That's nice to see. So, how have things been since our last session?"I take a slow breath and begin signing, hands moving steadily as I pour out everything—the visit to Westbrook, the confrontation with Warren, the fifty-percent share, the shower incident, waking up this morning feeling lighter... and the way my voice slipped out yesterday when I shrieked. I even confess how badly I want to say Ronan's name.She listens patiently, nodding, occasionally jotting notes."That's wonderful, Roselle," she says gently. "Do you know

~ ROSELLE ~I fooled myself... I decided to let go of my insecurities and lose myself in the peace I'd finally found, only to be dragged into another endless loop.He's eventually going to find his mate... and then he'll marry her. I might end up dead like the six brides before me. And even if I don't—just like he promised—I'm still going to become the other woman in his life, because I don't think I could stand by and watch him suffer when he could end it all by marrying his mate.It hurts. Even though I try to bask in the comfort he gives me, even though I let myself believe his promises... it doesn't change the fact that it hurts.Why did the Goddess have to make my fate this cruel? Just when I finally found someone who stands beside me, who fights for me, who sees me for who I am and is willing to defend me... she places an obstacle between us.Why? Just... why?I'm nervous... fucking nervous. As I stare at my reflection in the dressing room I happen to share with Ronan, which is

~ ROSELLE ~Watching Ronan stand up for me in front of the Council, watching him defy tradition, authority, and his own mother for me... it was everything I could have asked for and more. Worse, it was terrifying.I stood there, fighting back as many tears as I could, my throat tight and burning. Every word he spoke in my defense echoed through me like a vow carved into my soul. He has proven to me time and time again the lengths he would go for me. He didn't just defend me; he chose me in front of the entire Council and his own mother. Even when they threw my muteness and my missing wolf in his face, he refused to bend.He defended my worth when I couldn't defend it myself. He stood there in that grand hall and told them that I matter, that my existence has value, that my voice, or lack thereof, doesn't define my ability to lead. He did that for me.When we finally arrive at the pack house, Ronan guides me inside with his arm wrapped casually around my waist. The moment the door clos

~ ROSELLE ~My mind has been a whirlwind ever since Ravenna left. I can't sit still, I can't focus, and I can't do a fucking thing.All I can think about are her words and the terrifying implications of the curse. They keep replaying in my head, over and over again, refusing to let me breathe.I'm scared. So fucking scared. What if Ronan goes through with our marriage, only for the curse to claim him anyway? What if everything he's sacrificed still isn't enough?What if he dies? The thought alone squeezes the air from my lungs until I can barely breathe.I'd lose him, and I'd be left with nothing. The world would become empty again, hollow in a way I never thought possible.I can't lose him. I just... can't.Just when I'd finally found peace again, it all came crashing down. I thought I had left the worst behind me, but I was wrong.The nightmares had stopped, and I was finally sleeping through the night. For the first time, my dreams weren't haunted by blood, screams, or the monsters

~ RONAN ~Is it a curse? Am I doomed never to be loved?The question echoes through my mind as I sit on the edge of the guest bed, staring at nothing, my entire world crumbling around me like ash.Fuck.My life was finally starting to come back together. I had her. I had Roselle. I knew we'd wake up every morning beside each other, that I'd get to see her face, her smile, that beautiful expression she gets when she's lost in thought. I knew that beautiful girl with the quiet strength who somehow managed to sneak her way past every wall I'd ever built would always be there with me.I was willing to face the curse. I was willing to fight for us, to search every corner of the world for a cure that would save us both and destroy the obstacle threatening to tear us apart. I'd have burned down the entire Council if it meant keeping her safe. I'd have challenged the Moon Goddess herself if it meant protecting what we had.I was looking forward to our wedding day.To standing beside her as we