Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novels & Stories

A wickedly handsome face, a charming smile bright enough to deceive any lady, there was no denying it, the man before me was none other than the cursed Alpha. "It seems you've heard about me." He read my mind again, but I immediately turned my face away, hiding my expression from his gaze. "You're the cursed Alpha?" I inquired for clarification purposes. I needed to be sure of what I was getting into. I had no idea why people called him cursed, but it couldn't be for a good deed. Who was he, and what exactly had he done to earn the title of being cursed? Even though I couldn't see his face, I could feel the change in the air around him. He didn't like being called cursed, but then again I ne

The forest of the cursed held haunted creatures, from the myths of the Blood Moon Pack to the nine packs under the Alpha King's rule, but I was an exception of these unique, cursed creatures. At night, they—the acclaimed cursed ones—would lurk at the dangerous trees, whistling in the air for their mates and families alike to join them and feast on unsuspecting werewolves who drove there at night. The one that rules supreme is the cursed one of us all. We call him the Beast, but it's no secret that it is Ragal, the one and only Alpha King. I hated the fact that he was king both of the werewolves and the cursed kind. If word got out about the things he did there at night, heads will roll and t

he said as he kissed the top of her head. They remained quiet for a while as he fought back the sleep. Layla was still worried, and he was wired to soothe her whenever she needed him to. He couldn’t sleep until she was okay. “What’s an Alpha King?” she whispered. “I am stronger than all the others because my bloodline is different. So I rule over many territories.” It was a simple way of putting it. There was no need to scare her with tales of who he really was. “So our child will be a prince or princess?”

The world has changed over the years. Humans and werewolves now live side by side, bound by uneasy harmony and ancient laws. But peace built on secrets never lasts and mine is the darkest of all. Alpha Davian, ruler of the Crescent Moon Pack and King of the werewolf realm. CEO of Blackfang Corporation. To his people, he is power, authority, and control. But beneath the surface, a curse burns through his veins, waiting for the right moment to destroy him from within.

"So he is the Alpha King. No wonder he always has a serious expression on his face. So, who is your mate?" Emily gave a weak smile. "The Alpha King." Silence fell between them. "WHAT?" Fanny exclaimed. "Shhhh... You should be sleeping, not shouting. Lois will kill me if she finds out I didn't let you rest," Emily hushed her friend. "The Alpha King is your mate?" Fanny repeated in disbelief. "Yes," Emily confirmed. "But how? I don't understand. How on earth... He is cursed. How can he be your mate?" Fanny questioned, struggling to comprehend the situation.

With that, he dragged me away from the scene. ‘Can you stop thinking of our mate as the cursed alpha?’ Asia mumbled as we got into the car prepared by the Beta. ‘But he is the cursed alpha,’ I responded, putting distance between myself and him as he entered after me. ‘He may be the cursed alpha to others but he is our mate and he has a name,’ she grumbled. I’d heard that she-wolves would choose their mate’s side over everyone else’s. I always thought it was an exaggeration but Asia just met this man a few minutes ago and she was already nagging me about him.

He is Daxton Astrid, the strongest werewolf in the entire race—the Alpha King. Maive didn’t look fine when she excused herself earlier, and she looked pale. We should have gone with her, but she refused, and now here we are, worried about her whereabouts. I cannot trust this place full of different creatures we do not know. I also cannot enjoy tonight with this uneasy feeling telling me something is wrong.

"You should be. I am cursed, Anna. I turn invisible once every month. Sometimes more. Each time it lasts for days. And it is getting worse. The episodes are stretching longer. I do not know if one day I will simply disappear and never come back." "Who cursed you?" He was silent for a long moment. Then he spoke. "I was seventeen when it happened. My father had many enemies. One of them was a powerful witch from the northern mountains. He blamed my father for something. He wanted revenge. But my father was already dead by then. So he came for me instead." He paused. His hands tightened around his glass. "He cursed me to disappear. To become invisible. To be unseen by the world. He said it was

When I turned to the next page, the word cursed startled me, but my curiosity deepened. I was cursed. A witch accused me of killing her son. “A curse?” I uttered and continued reading. Making myself comfortable in the corner of the room. I was the Alpha King. I ruled my people with honor. But just like other men, I was lost. For years I searched for my mate. Without any luck, I spoon around with girls. I dated many and had sex. A werewolf’s heart is bound to his mate only and, upon death, shall separate them.

It made the mark on my neck throb in a way that had nothing to do with Dante. I didn't know this man. I had heard of him like every wolf in every pack has heard of him. He's the Alpha King, ruthless. His own wolf is said to be cursed. "Why?" The word came out before I could stop it. Marshall’s eyebrow went up. "Why what, Luna Alba?" "Don't call me that. I'm no one’s Luna anymore." I straightened my spine, trying not to let my voice shake. "Why would the Alpha King care about an omega he’s never met before tonight?"