Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novels & Stories

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

BRIAN “Seer.” “Alpha.” This had been put off for far too long. I needed answers and I needed them now. “How much longer?” “I cannot see what has not been shown to me, Alpha.” “We are running out of time! She will die.” “She will die if that is her fate.” My hand swiftly closed over her tiny neck, fingers trembling as I hurled her forward. “Did you just pronounce death over my mate?” I snarled in her face, but she looked unfazed, her eyes filling with pity even.

“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.

Her eyes bored into mine. “I will say this only once. Choose the crown or the girl. If you choose Hazel Hudson and her child, you will be stripped of your title as Alpha King. Your cousin Darius will take your place. You will lose access to all Royal resources, protection, and power. The family will publicly disown you. You will be left with nothing.” The ultimatum landed like a death sentence. I met her gaze without flinching. “Then I choose the girl.” Silence crashed over the chamber.

“You forget your place.” “My place?” I repeated, my voice low as I narrowed my eyes at him. My wolf was clawing its way to the surface, and I could feel the heat of the shift building in my chest. “You are cursed,” Marcus said again, his voice ringing with finality. “And a cursed Alpha cannot be king.” “You wish to be the king,” it was a statement rather than a question and from the exact reddish of everyone around the table, it was a unanimous decision. They didn’t have to reply for me to see it.

He had grown tired of the whispers and the judgment, longing for a chance to break free from the confines of his predetermined fate. But amidst this darkness, a flicker of hope had emerged. Malta had encountered the witches. They revealed to him a tantalizing possibility—a chance to transform from a rogue to a true Alpha King. They spoke of the Recessive Lion Pride, a mythical Were that held the power to lift the curse of his rogue status and unlock his true potential as the Alpha King. It was a path that offered him the love and acceptance he had yearned for all his life.

Cage breathing was loud and heavy, he felt like he just fought a whole pack , the necklace was back in his neck but still Luca covered his mind with being ruler, to force his sister to submit and be the last true Alpha King. "Nature has it rules and once broken a heavy price has to be paid. By creating those Lycan-demons, Alovia has defiled nature and thus the curse, She has given up her soul to darkness, I fear a war will ensue." "Can you stop speaking in riddles and just come straightforward" "King Alejandro was the Alpha king by birth, ruler of all Lycanthrophe and werewolves, Alovia interference cursed him and to pay the price, the title Alpha king was broken in two in hopes that one wil