Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novels & Stories

I spat out and she tsked “That’s the fucking problem! For some reason, the Alpha insists on you which complicates this situation even more. Here’s a piece of advice for you; this is not a game. There’s no price for being stubborn. You don’t get to have a choice in this situation. He’s your king and he has chosen you and you only get two options. Have his heir or die. Seems you already made a decision but I’m curious to see how much this can last.” She sneered in my direction before stalking out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her.

Panic clawed my chest as his burning gaze landed on mine. His eyes were darkened by lust and his rich baritone voice was laced in anger. I knew I was in trouble, but I didn't care. Worry filled me as Alex's words rang in my memory. It was my first duty and I already messed up badly. I didn't think I would survive for long in this castle if I kept up with my disobedience. Despite trying to adhere to Ric and Alex's instructions, I was torn between choosing death or being violated by the most cruel Alpha King.

My heart pounds so hard it hurts. “And what about… her?” the second warrior asks. “The girl the Alpha chose.” My stomach drops. They mean me. “She’s not his fated mate,” the warrior says. “Everyone knows that. She’s just… convenient.” The word slices straight through me. Convenient?Available? Never chosen. “But the bond might still help him,” the first warrior murmurs. “A chosen mate can delay the curse. Maybe even weaken it.” “Or it could speed it up,” the second whispers. “If she fails him.”

“But, would that not mess up the royalty? I mean, they are the royal blood, they must follow what is sacred, to have their mates.” Sandy chuckled at Katherine’s statement. “A lot of those royal bloods do not follow what is ‘sacred’ Katherine. A lot of them, not just those Alphas, Lunas. Their relatives, or other royal bloods also sometimes do not choose to be with their mates, and choose to follow their choices. Though yes there are those who ruled with their mates, but there are those who are not as well. But according to the history, the kingdom and the rulers are happier when the Alpha King and the Royal Luna are mates, those who did not find and choose their mates instead, ruled with an

Since I was a child, I had heard the whispers. There were stories of the cursed Alpha King who ruled in darkness and whose mates all died by his side. He was a man feared by every pack across the kingdom, a monster wrapped in a king’s flesh. My lips parted in horror as realization dawned on me. It was him, the Dark King. “Oh no,” I whimpered, pressing myself against the door, my heart slamming violently against my chest. “I will protect you,” he repeated. "No!” I yelled, pushing my hand forward. "I’m better off dead than coming with you.”

Even the faint hope of my father’s protection. And yet… beneath the despair, the sparks still burned. The pull I couldn’t deny. The terrifying truth that bound me to the man who had just claimed me like a possession. The Alpha King. Killian. Mine. Or maybe—I was his.

And how could Seven betray me like this, after everything? Suddenly, I heard heavy footsteps approaching, accompanied by a familiar scent. Panic gripped me. I crawled back to where I had hidden the dagger, clutching it tightly in my hand. "Sir, no one is allowed to enter. The Alpha’s orders," I heard the guard say. "I’m the Alpha’s son and the future Alpha of this pack. Are you really going to deny me entry?" His voice was cold and authoritative.

“The crowning flame knows no years, The crowning flame knows no tears. The crowned is one with a soul so bright, Plunged in a curse to douse every speck of light. For your wolves’ great fortune, you shall bear the bane, Misfortune, misery, an eternal chain.” The crowning flame knew no years. It had chosen a ten-year-old unshifted pup to be the Alpha Naturale. The crowning flame knew no tears. It forced the pup to grow up too fast and take over the pack completely at the age of sixteen. And the curse? As if her life wasn’t cursed enough! Misfortune and misery were her constant companions.

I said, suddenly defensive for him. "What? You think he's different just because he's being nice to you?" she asked, her voice scornful. "You think he's changed? He hasn't, Arianna. A man who killed his own father is nothing short of a monster! He's just playing you. He has a way of getting into his victims' heads, so that when they die, he goes about living his life without an iota of guilt. He's just using you, Arianna. Using you to break a stupid curse he inflicted on himself, but you can’t even see it!” “Claire!” I snapped, jolting up to my feet. “You won’t stand there and talk to your Alpha that way!” I said coldly.

"Maybe the Alpha hadn't thought about it. Well, she did not go down so easily. Just before she died, she placed a curse on the Alpha King's son that he would become the most brutal Alpha ever known, ruling with an iron fist and eliminating everyone who dared to oppose him. The only remedy to this curse was him being mated to the very Omega that they were trying to kill." "Me?" I breathed, finally understanding my role in all of this. "She made it so that he would never escape what they were trying to avoid in the first place”. When he nodded, I continued with, "But why? Why would she do such a thing? Now she has also cursed me to a future beside Marcel." "That might not be so bad though," he