Novel & Cerita Bound To The Cursed Alpha

“It will never be enough.” Because this time… My beast wasn’t starving for blood. It was starving for Alia. And giving in would destroy her. I sank to my knees, fingers digging into the ground. “Gods…” I whispered, trembling. “Whyyy.I can’t go near her. If I do—I’ll kill her.” My entire body shuddered with the force of desire and terror. “I can’t touch her,” I whispered again. “And I can’t stay away.” The curse had awakened. And it was hungry.

That hesitation told me more than any answer could have, I'd guessed something right, even if I didn't yet know what. "The curse," I said slowly, feeling my way through it as I spoke it out loud. "It didn't just move to Ronan when we bonded. Did it. Because it's not really about the person who bonds with a Hart at all. Is it. It's about the Hart. The curse was never really built to kill the Alpha." Malakai's jaw went tight.

Their mothers whispered ambitious prayers while powerful Alphas discussed alliances and territories over glasses of blood-red wine. Everyone came tonight for one reason. To catch the attention of Alpha King Kael. But hidden beneath the beauty of the celebration was fear. Because Kael Draven had rejected every woman brought before him for the past five years. Some said he was cursed. Others believed his heart died with his former mate. And some whispered darker things… That the king was slowly losing control of the beast inside him. Near the far end of the ballroom, moving silently between tables, was a girl no one noticed.

“What kind of… curse?” Rose let out a shaky sigh. “Long ago, one of our ancestors—the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack—was mated to a witch. But she wasn’t just any witch… she was a dark witch. She hurt and killed pack members for her powers. The Alpha couldn’t bear it anymore, so he rejected her. That rejection killed her. But before she died, she cursed us.” Her voice trembled as she spoke the final words. “She swore that no one in the Blood Moon pack would ever sense the mate bond.”

But the moment my magic touched her wrist, a dark, agonizing pain shot straight up my arm, making me gasp! “It’s a curse, Lyra!” I called through our bond, my eyes wide with horror as I looked up at Valen. “Corvus didn’t just send a message... he slipped a celestial binding curse into her cradle during the party!” Valen’s golden eyes turned pitch black with absolute, lethal rage. His wolf, the First Alpha, came raging to the surface. He grabbed my chin gently, kissing me fiercely amid the chaos of battle. "Keep her stable, my Queen," Valen growled, his voice deep, gravelly, and deadly. "I am going to bring you Corvus’s head."

I said, suddenly defensive for him. "What? You think he's different just because he's being nice to you?" she asked, her voice scornful. "You think he's changed? He hasn't, Arianna. A man who killed his own father is nothing short of a monster! He's just playing you. He has a way of getting into his victims' heads, so that when they die, he goes about living his life without an iota of guilt. He's just using you, Arianna. Using you to break a stupid curse he inflicted on himself, but you can’t even see it!” “Claire!” I snapped, jolting up to my feet. “You won’t stand there and talk to your Alpha that way!” I said coldly.

“She’s the one the visions warned us about. The girl who can resist the Alpha bond. The one with three threads tied to her neck.” “Three?” I turned now, eyes narrowing. He nodded. “The triplets. Dax. Kai. Riven. All three are bound to her. They would have marked her during the Trials—together, but—” A low whistle left my mouth. “What kind of creature pulls three Alphas like moths to flame?” “A cursed one,” he said bitterly. “The kind that stirs war.” I crossed the room slowly, my boots silent against the black marble. My blade sat on the low obsidian table, its surface catching the moonlight. I picked it up, turning the weapon in my hand.

he uttered, his tone laced with apprehension. She paused, absorbing the gravity of Andrew's words. The Alpha, a powerful and enigmatic figure, had once held sway over her life. Memories of their past encounters resurfaced, and she felt a tumult of conflicting emotions rise within her. Turning to Andrew, she spoke with a mix of determination and vulnerability, "Andrew, I appreciate your concern and loyalty, but I am not yet ready to return to the Alpha's grasp, at least not now."

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

My entire body jerked violently, and my breathing became ragged as waves of excruciating pain crashed over me. The curse was taking full control. I pulled against the ropes, my wrists and ankles burning where they met the restraints, but I forced myself to stay still. I can't break free. I can't... I won't let it happen. Suddenly, I heard a loud, beastly roar shattering the stillness of the night. The sound was inhuman, terrifying in its raw power, and my blood ran cold. The Alpha. His curse had taken over. He was on a rampage now. Anyone who was seen outside their chamber had themselves to blame if anything should happen to them.