Claimed By The Cursed Alpha King Novelas e Histórias

' I snapped back to reality as Frost called; it seems she sensed my doubts. 'You doubt?' she asked simply, her voice slightly raised. I hesitated for a moment before speaking. It is of no use trying to hide anything from Frost. 'What kind of wolf are you to have such power against the Alpha king?' 'It is not a power but a CURSE!!' What? What does she mean, a curse? 'There is a lot you don't know about, my dear. So many have kept you in such ignorance, but that will all change soon once I get us free from here. Have faith in me, will you?'

“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.

I asked because I'm sure if the council voted him out of his former pack, surely the same council wouldn't allow him to have his own pack. "He went directly to the Alpha King. King Ivan allowed Curtis to present his case. He allowed the King to use his Alpha command on him and Curtis went on to tell King Ivan the truth about what his old pack had done. The King was very heartbroken by Curtis' story. King Ivan had no idea of the things that were going on in his kingdom. The King granted Curtis' request and named him Alpha. Alphas have an Alpha command. It is used for orders. If a wolf is given an order per command and the wolf tries to resist it, it's a very painful experience. I have seen it

, I swiped down on the answer button and placed it on my ear. “Novan!” She called, her voice frantic over the phone. Only her and Micheal had the audacity to address me by my first name. I sat up straight immediately I heard the urgency of her voice, “Zelda has been kidnapped, and Brenda is heading back to pinefalls,” She blurted out, I became alert immediately and I felt my wolf jump in agitation and this time it took extra effort to suppress his voice in my head. “It’s not looking good!” She added.

I vaguely remembered my parents talking about the Alpha King being cursed, and that there was a vicious rumor circling around as to why he still remained unmated at such an age. Even today at the party, when I was still reeling from my husband’s betrayal and drowning my sorrows at the bar, I had heard the hushed conversations, and the whispers from the crowd. "Poor king, cursed by the gods." "He'll never find love." "His line will end with him." Now, it all started to make some twisted kind of sense. The Alpha King's isolation, his reluctance to take a mate despite his age… But what kind of curse? And who would want to curse the Alpha king? Had he been searching for a solution all along?

Then he looked around and lowered his voice to a low whisper, “I’ll tell you something not everyone knows. The Alpha King… he cannot impregnate a woman who is not his fated mate.” I paused mid-sip and my eyes narrowed in amazement. “What?” Charles nodded. “It’s an old curse, some say it’s the moon goddess’ plan. A way of preserving the bloodline. He has had countless partners. But no child has ever come…” “Oh I see.” I said with realigning clarity. I was more important to the whole royalty fiesta than these people let on. And there was no way I wouldn't use this to my advantage. “Okay. So what do I do with this information?” I asked, setting the cup down with a quiet clink.

“What kind of curse?” Mom turned slightly in her seat, her expression somber. “It’s said that long ago, an alpha from their bloodline sought more power. He allied with a witch, betraying the Moon Goddess. As punishment, she cursed them. The alpha of their line would forever be a cursed soul, unable to recognize their true fated mate. Without a mate, an alpha is vulnerable, and this curse brought disaster upon the Nightshades. They were forced to step down from their position as alpha kings and retreated into the shadows. They became a mystery to the world.” I felt a shiver run down my spine. A cursed bloodline, unable to find their true mates. The thought was both tragic and terrifying. “But

“The Ashclaw Pack recognizes your claim as Luna of this land. We do not challenge it.” A collective breath released around them. “But,” he continued smoothly, “we also recognize the power that sleeps within you. Power that does not belong to one pack alone.” Seraphina met his gaze steadily. “Power does not belong to those who covet it.” Kaelor smiled again, slower this time. “True. But it calls to those who listen.” Darius spoke then, his voice cold. “Say what you came to say, Ashclaw.” Kaelor’s eyes flicked to him. “Alpha Darius. Cursed king. Bound ruler.”

“Why I can’t mark and claim you as mine…” "The curse?" I repeat, the word feeling heavy and ominous in the quiet hall. “Yes. I’m cursed, Rhea.” I stare at him in shock. The powerful Alpha of Moonshade, is cursed. broken down by a shadow I don't understand. And me being close to him somehow affects his curse. ***

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