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The one who had no purpose in the pack other than to eat and loiter around all day. So, when he ran into Veronica Steiner, the niece to Rudolf Steiner, the Alpha of Light Crest Claws Pack, a pack which is almost on par with the Druid Peak Pack, and she fell head over heels for him, it was decided unanimously that he go with her. After all, what more could he hope for? Without her, he was doomed to be a nobody. At least, with her, he had a chance of becoming the Alpha of a powerful pack since the current Alpha was childless. Everyone agreed immediately that they get married without bothering to consult the groom. On finding out, the groom had not had any choice other than to go along. They ha

The burn was sharp, but it was nothing compared to the pain of seeing my fiancé tangled in bed with my best friend. “Get your ass to the hall. I’ve got a special announcement to make, and I want you there,” she said with a sly smile, dangling the room key before leaving. I already knew it wouldn’t be anything good, but if it had to do with my father’s company or his pack, I needed to be present. With a sharp breath, I dragged my palms down my face, making sure no tear was left behind, then headed to the hall. Beatrice entered two minutes after me, a bottle of wine in hand. She strutted over to Alpha Dmitri, the Alpha of the Black Thorne Pack, flashed the bottle at him like a prize, and whisp

The witch who had haunted her dreams since the bond began. She sat slowly, placing the journal in her lap. Her magic buzzed as she opened it, as though the book recognized her blood. The first few pages were scorched beyond saving, but as she turned deeper, the words became clearer. "We were wrong." "The curse is not a punishment-it is a seal." "To bind what cannot be killed, we sacrificed our own. The Alphas were never meant to live past the bond." Seraphina's breath caught. Her fingers skimmed the ink, heart pounding.

He snorted, “You’re cursed, yes. You also need a bath, I’m pretty sure the only calamity befalling on my poor self is your stench.” Then he smiled at me, with the kindest eyes I’d ever seen. It left me dazed and scared. No one smiles at me. No one should be kind to me or be nice in any shape or form. “Are….are you cursed too?” I asked. He laughed. Lenard laughed. A full blown guffaw like I’d just cracked the funniest joke he’s ever heard. “You have been in a cage for too long, child.” He extended a hand towards me, “You’re a mate of the Alpha now. This is his manor. You are his wife as he is your husband. Get up, Lydia Forester. Your new life begins tonight”

Leaves in my hair. This morning I'd woken up planning to surprise my boyfriend at his uncle's wedding. Now I was about to marry an alpha with six dead wives. And if I refused, he would probably kill me. "This is not happening," I whispered. The woman smiled sadly. "Honey, it already did." She slipped the dress over my head. And I realized I just accidentally murdered my way into a cursed marriage with the most dangerous alpha. I was so fucked.

There was no hesitation, no tenderness only raw desire and shared wickedness. When they pulled apart, Elara’s eyes gleamed. “I’m playing my part well too,” she whispered. “The perfect, understanding, selfless sister. Mother almost believed me.” Kai’s hands roamed down her back, pulling her even closer. “Once we are married, I will become the future Alpha. Then I can discard that wolfless bitch and spend the rest of my life with you, the way it was always meant to be.” Elara’s smile widened. She stepped back slightly and began stripping out of her gown without shame. The fabric slid down her body smoothly until it pooled at her feet, leaving her completely naked before him. Her skin glowed un

A single lantern hung from a hook above my head and swung when the driver snapped the reins. They rolled forward. I pressed my palms flat against the seat and stared at the opposite wall. Three hours. That was how long the journey to Ironveil was supposed to take. Three hours until I stood in front of Alpha Caius Dravhen, the Cursed, the man whose last bride candidate had been returned three days later breathing but empty, eyes open and nothing behind them. I told myself it didn't matter. You couldn't lose a life you had never been allowed to own.

She said: "There is a precedent in the deep Covenant records. It is not recent — it is older than anything in the accessible archives, in a record collection that has not been reviewed in two hundred years." He said: "What does it say." She said: "The original curse structure that I used was based on older templates. The final clause — the claim on the bride's life force — is not unique to the curse I cast. It was used in earlier bloodline curses, before the Covenant standardized its practices." He said: "What happened in those curses." She looked at him. She said: "In three documented cases over three hundred years, a human bride who had been fully bonded to a wolf Alpha — not just married,

I have always known that I was hated by my family and also in the Nightveil pack, I was seen as a wolfless omega, useless and unwanted in the pack But a replacement bride to a brutal, cursed and killer Alpha for my sister This was entirely different I stood there, my hands clenched at my sides, listening as the pack elders and my father spoke,as they decide my fate. As the sacrifice bride to the brutal Alpha of the Shadowclaw Pack, I was nothing more than an offering to a monster. You should be grateful to the pack elders and me,” my father said coldly. “Your worthless life will finally be of use, you did not expect your sister to be given as a bride sacrifice to Alpha Draven” Grateful? I co

People screamed, running to save their lives, but Kade’s men had surrounded the village. “This is what will happen if the Alpha doesn’t see you before daybreak,” she warned. Tears rolled down my cheeks. “What can I do?” “Cheat death,” she said immediately. We were back in the forest in an instant. “What do you mean?” I asked, confused. “You’re still a young child, my dear. The Alpha’s curse stems from his father’s actions. Death doesn’t come for you—it comes for him,” she explained. “But you must redirect death, or it will come for you,” she added, handing me a potion.