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Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

“I have a gift for you, my ex-lover.” Fear instantly spread across the faces of the elders. “Nyra, don’t!” one elder shouted. But it was already too late. Nyra slowly raised her hand toward Queen Aline’s stomach as dark magic crackled around her fingers. “No son born from this bloodline shall ever truly love a woman,” she declared loudly. “Every heir born from Ragnar’s blood shall become a monster… a destroyer of women… cursed to bring pain and death upon every woman who enters his life!” The moment the curse left her lips, a violent thunderstrike tore across the sky. The beautiful full moon suddenly disappeared behind dark clouds while powerful winds exploded through the sacred grounds. Gue

“You were going to let me bind to you without knowing?” “No,” he said immediately, voice raw. “I was hoping to break it before it ever touched you.” The bond flickered, unstable now, reacting to their emotions. Seraphina pressed a hand to her chest, steadying herself. “Tell me,” she said firmly. “Now.” He nodded once. “The curse was laid on me before I became Alpha,” he began. “By a coven that served the Devourer. They couldn’t kill me, so they bound my power instead. If I grow too strong—if I love too deeply—”

My fists clenched harder, but then she shoved me roughly, and I slipped, hitting the ground with a thud. “Answer me, freak! What are you going to do about it!” She hissed, while I winced in pain from the hall. My eyes watered. I wanted to attack her so badly. To press that stupid smug of her against the floor and force her to lick off every drop of water she spilt, but I couldn't. How could I when she was betrothed to the Alpha? The Luna would have my head if I dared to lay a finger on his fiance.

“Condolenses? We are not really that close to accept condolences from each other. So save it.” “Well, we weren't that close but not anymore,” she chuckled, the corner of her eyes stretching sinisterly. “Meaning?” “Meaning soon, we'll be co-wives, mated to the same Alpha.” “Don’t talk bullshit with me. I'm the only she-wolf mated to Damon,” I sneered. “Well, for me, mating by marriage–” she paused, her head bending as she peered at me. “You haven't heard yet?”

“You wanted a bride, and you took a cursed woman as your bride? “We take care of the rest of the pack affairs under your command and never dare to make any complaints. We have your good interest at heart, and that was why we asked you to take a bride, and the only thing you could do was take the cursed daughter of the Alpha of Blackwater to be your wife. “If she was too precious, would her father throw her away?” By then, the tears were already beginning to find their way out of my eyes but I struggled to hold them.

“Oh dear goddess, I do not want to die now, I didn't survive all this just for this son of a b!tch to kill me. What about my life? School? A normal life?” She bent, then forced her fingers down her throat in an attempt to puke, but none of her attempts worked. “What did you give me, you devil? What did you do?” I bit back a smile then masked it up with my coldness. “You are speaking to your Alpha. You do not use curse words, you do not act rashly, you do not speak without my permission, you do not even breathe without my permission,” I warned. A bitter laugh escaped her lips. “Sorry to burst your bubble, but you, Alpha Xlynor of Dark Hound Pack, would never… I mean, ever be my Alpha.”

It was a general alert sent to everyone who signed a proof of ID to the Moonveil pack. /To all the loyal patrons of the Moonveil pack, I, Alpha Matthias Crowe, come bearing bad news. As most of you know, I was engaged to Nerissa DuVall. I was doing her a favor, as we had dated once before my marriage to her sister Aurielle.

Please don’t blush, please don’t blush. He smirked, clearly amused. “There are plenty of rumors about this pack, most of them nonsense. Honestly, Alpha King Draven is surprisingly progressive—at least, compared to his predecessors.” I raised an eyebrow. “Except where wolfless Lunas are concerned.” “Touché,” he admitted, chuckling. “And as for the so-called curse on his brides… Well, some people are quick to blame magic when they can’t explain something. But I’ll admit, there were… irregularities with their deaths.”

This is the first time a situation is getting me so worked up, I have never had to worry about anything because I always have every situation under control but this time around, this situation got me thinking so hard. The position of the Alpha wasn't the only thing I inherited from my father, I also inherited the curse which was placed on him which means that I won't be able to make it to age thirty. I married my mate and love of my life hoping to have kids with her before I die but everything changed when the pack doctor informed me that she can't have kids due to some health issues. I didn't love her less, my love for her increased and I want her to be by my side until the day I take my la