Novel & Cerita Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King

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.

A new era. Elder Alphonse stepped forward. His voice rang out across the hall. "Alpha Hector of the Blood Moon Pack. You have proven yourself worthy. Through battle. Through sacrifice. Through the breaking of an ancient curse. The packs of this territory have spoken. They recognize your strength. Your wisdom. Your leadership. And so, by the power vested in me, I crown you Alpha King." He placed the crown on Hector's head. It was simple but elegant. Gold and silver intertwined, with a single crimson stone at its center.

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?"

The alphas convened and decided what fear had already chosen for them. No woman would ever rule again. They crowned her brother as the next Alpha King, a man quieter, weaker, easier to control. The war ended not with victory, but with exhaustion. I stood at the edge of the gathering and said nothing. Levina’s body was burned at dusk. The smoke rose into a sky that did not care. And as the flames consumed what was left of her, I wondered which curse would find me first.

Still, an unease lingered at the back of my mind, and I could feel myself getting restless. I had already visited all the larger packs, but had yet to find what I was looking for. My fated mate. Of course I kept that little part to myself, but I had been hunting for my fated mate for the last three years, ever since my father had suddenly and suspiciously passed away. The death of my father made me the Alpha King, being the eldest of three heirs, but true tradition dictated that if a younger heir was able to produce a continuation of the bloodline before the current heir then they could challenge for the throne and title. My brother Darius was trying to exercise such a clause as we spoke. I

There was a long internal howl at that thought and I was hit by a wave of sadness and self betrayal. But still, I choose Violet. I could only dare to hope. The wheels were turning in Brenda's head. If I listened hard enough, I would probably hear them. I understood that her loyalty was to me, but mine was to Violet. “What kind of Alpha would you be without your wolf?” She asked softly, but she knew my mind was made up. “The kind that keeps his mate safe.”

“Don't worry son, I was merely proving a point. Alex is next in line to be Alpha of this pack and a leader's duty is to his pack first. If he choses the human she will not even bear him kids. What then of the future of the pack without heirs?“ “I could take his place” Adam said “I see no reason as to why he has to be the one to take up the position if it means rejecting his fated female. I already have Samantha and she's a werewolf like us. So that should satisfy you” “Under normal circumstances it would even though Alex is the eldest but you forget. This is more than just about the girl. Rebecca's offer is too good an opportunity to pass on”

The man led me to the throne room and seated up there with his face in his palms was the most ethereal figure I had ever seen. His broad shoulders, the way his hair fell through his fingers like water, his glowing skin…. The Alpha King was breathtakingly beautiful. “Your majesty!” The man who led me in called out and slowly he lifted his face from his palms and I clenched my jaw. His face was even more glorious than the rest of his body. The long scar that stretched from the top of his left eye to the corner of his lips made his face even more beautiful. “I present to you, your bride from Thornville Clan!”

"Did no one tell you? The cursed Alpha has lost three Luna candidates. Elara. Mira. Sera. All beautiful. All young. All dead within weeks of being chosen." My heart pounds. "How did they die?" "No one knows. They simply stopped breathing. One morning, they were alive. The next, they were cold." Cassia tilts her head. "The pack says it is a curse. I say it is Kael. Maybe he gets bored. Maybe he likes to watch them go." "That is a lie." "Is it?" Cassia smiles. "Ask him yourself. If he ever speaks to you again." I want to hit her. I want to scream. I want to run.