Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novels & Stories

She wore a golden silk gown that adorned her body and showcased her womanly figure. We were at Growlers pack and I could see other Alphas or representatives present for the meeting. The pack was a descendant of the British royal family, so everything they did could depict royalty. They recognized their alpha as king and Luna as their queen, they even went as far as having a castle where they all resides in and according to my mother earlier, turned everything into a ball.

Is there anything else? "Yes. The reason you never knew any of this is because of what happened 500 years ago. The Alpha King at the time rejected the blessed wolf as she had no status in society. She was a commoner. He rejected her in favor of someone else. A noble wolf. That's why the curse started. Because he rejected his blessed fated mate bond, no more were formed, as that blessing comes from the unity of a DemiGod and Goddess blessed wolf.

I didn't need a mate. Only weak men would even give the 'mate bond’ a chance to control them. I never chose to love anyone so my emotions wouldn't get over me and I would never accept anyone as my mate if I get a second chance mate or a third chance mate. All I craved for was power and although I knew I seemed like a bad guy but this is the path I chose. I chose to be had even when I was the Alpha King at first and that's what resulted to me being cursed and sacrificing Hazel was the only way to break the curse.

he said simply. I reached across the table and took his hand, and we sat together in the candlelight with the kingdom quiet around us, healing, rebuilding, and somewhere far to the west a young Alpha was learning what it meant to live with the consequences of choices made too easily, and somewhere unknown a woman who had helped destroy far more than one broken engagement was running from what she had done. The story was larger than I had understood. But I was no longer standing in it alone.

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.