Claimed By The Cursed Alpha Novels & Stories

I flipped another page and traced the lines slowly. “…cursed wolves lose the ability to shift when rejected by the moon goddess or when forbidden by ancient blood oaths. The pain usually intensifies near the full moon…” I paused. Cursed wolves? I reread the line again. Then again. Something clicked. Could Caspian be… cursed? But who would curse him? And why? He was powerful, and they feared him. He was literally called the Alpha of Alphas. I sat up straight and grabbed another book. My fingers shook as I flipped through the yellowed pages.

"You fool!" the elder they call Alpha bellowed. "That Cursed Alpha is more powerful than you can fathom. He could slip right under your noses undetected. That is why we haven't declared war; he would annihilate us in an instant. That's why I am determined to make my daughter his Luna. This girl is the Luna of the Cursed Alpha; I will extract every drop of her blood to be consumed by mine, turning her into his other half. It's the only way to infiltrate his pack, and from there, we will take control from the inside."

And more than that— I couldn’t let her become my weakness. A weak Alpha loses everything. The pack doesn’t know the truth yet— but I’ve failed them. Completely. The land is cursed. I knew this before anyone. But it became official two days ago when I visited Anna, the pack’s witch. "I had a vision," she told me. "What did you see?" "The land is cursed. Nothing planted will grow. Not until the pack is complete." "What do you mean, complete?" I asked. "You’re an Alpha. You need a Luna. Only when the bond is complete, the curse will break."

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

The word sent a fresh wave of goosebumps down her arms. Caelum spoke this time, his voice like the low hum of distant thunder. “Your arrival in this pack was no accident, Isabella. You are destined to be the shield for your fated mate, the Cursed Alpha King. You are the one meant to stand between him and the darkness whenever danger looms.”

“Even if she was real, the last True Alpha was a good leader. I don’t see the problem.” One of the council members straightened in his chair, eyes narrowing. “I don’t think you know the full story of the True Alpha.” Aiden’s gaze snapped to him, irritation sharpening his features. “What full story?” He turned back to his father, who inhaled deeply before speaking. “She’s an abomination.” Alpha Alaric’s voice was grim, thick with old fear. “A curse that needed to be erased. Every drop of her blood is poison. Her claws are the deadliest…one scratch is enough to doom anyone.”

Dante stepped closer, a cruel smirk playing on his lips, "Vergil requires the blood of women every full moon. Every single kingdom on the eastern border follows this rule or faces total annihilation. If I don't give him what he wants, he will burn Aries to the ground." "So you give him gold! You give him land! You do not hand him your own sister!" I screamed, lunging forward, but the guards stepped in, blocking me. "Gold won't soothe his curse, Eve. You know what he is." I did know. Everyone knew the horrifying rumors and tales about Vergil, the Cursed Alpha. Every full moon, the demon wolf inside him demanded a sacrifice and slaughtered dozens of young women to soothe it's blood thirst. No

I could tell she was hearing each and every word. “The curse specifically targets powerful Alphas who reject their fated counterpart in pursuit of other things.” Damien coughed onto his fist from the doorway and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. The healer turned another page. “In your case, Alpha Rodney, the curse was triggered when you emotionally rejected the Fireheart bond while pursuing the Moon Omega.” The old man pointed at an illustration showing black ice spreading through a wolf’s body. “The curse feeds on emotional imbalance. Rage strengthens it most.”

She howled, picking me up from the bench by my sore arm. “I don’t really have a choice here..” I shot back, trying to keep my tone very low. “You think you can change him? I have been here longer than anyone else and I will tell you the truth. You can’t stay here with that man!” I swallowed the lump in my throat and slowly pulled my hand away from hers, “why not?” I asked and she scoffed. “Jordan is cursed! There’s a beast living within him and he won’t tell you this because he wants to trap you here and drain the life out of you until you have absolutely nothing to live for!”

Cara walked out of the room with her bag leaving me staring back at her messy room. Cara was the Alpha’s daughter, she had everything at her beck and call. Her father, Alpha Adam was my father’s best friend who took me in after the incident. Though I felt grateful to him for giving me shelter but sometimes I thought it would have been better I went rogue than staying in this hell of a place.