Claimed By The Cursed Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

Then my secret was much safer! "EVERY new moon!" The girl said in a dramatic way, "And not just Alpha Kirsch, our old Alpha also did that before he disappeared! Our pack is cursed!" "Old Alpha? You mean a ghost?" I rose my eyebrow. The story just got much less convincing. But it felt good to be part of the victim of a curse, instead of being the curse myself. "Not a ghost anymore! He resurrected!" The girl shook her head in a horrified look, "Rachel saw him!"

The one who had no purpose in the pack other than to eat and loiter around all day. So, when he ran into Veronica Steiner, the niece to Rudolf Steiner, the Alpha of Light Crest Claws Pack, a pack which is almost on par with the Druid Peak Pack, and she fell head over heels for him, it was decided unanimously that he go with her. After all, what more could he hope for? Without her, he was doomed to be a nobody. At least, with her, he had a chance of becoming the Alpha of a powerful pack since the current Alpha was childless. Everyone agreed immediately that they get married without bothering to consult the groom. On finding out, the groom had not had any choice other than to go along. They ha

“Well, we’ll see at the next meeting. Hopefully, by then, you’d be ready to attack the Cursed Alpha with all you have and get revenge on him for stealing from you.” The story I gave all the Alphas I met so far was that the Cursed Alpha had stolen from me. I was too ashamed to admit that another man had taken my woman. All the other Alphas had packs that were taken from them, family members that had been killed, and territories that had been lost because of the Cursed Alpha. They were men who hated the Cursed Alpha with every breath they took in, cursing his name like it was a sport. And somehow I was the face of this group.

They had waited so long to have this child and never wished for anything to go wrong. "We will celebrate till dawn!" Alpha said. "Oh please shut up Nathaniel," a feminine voice boomed angrily from the crowd. There was a loud gasp after her words to the Alpha and everyone cleared their way to reveal the imposter. She had blended in so well that no one detected that there was an outlander in their pack. Not only had she spoken so rude to their alpha, she also had the audacity to call him by name. "Rebecca, what are you doing here, you have been banished from our–"

As she was spun around and the cheers and melody got louder and merrier, she landed on a man she definitely recognized, and too, the man did. “Hi, Katherine.” his voice was deep and warm, it was calming and comforting, but his presence at that moment and his recognition of her sent an alarm to Katherine. Her eyes widened as she stared back at a pair of hazel brown eyes. It was the son of the Alpha of Domil Pack, heir to the title for he will be appointed as the Alpha next month.

"It seems to me that the Alpha is under a curse wound.” " What is that?” " It is when a practicer of dark magic goes beyond the normal arta and begins to kill wolves and use their essence to grow stronger, they become cursed wolves and when a cursed wolf injures you, you are cursed too. That the Alpha is still alive amazed me. Did he perhaps collect essence from another wolf?” We had gotten to her hut now, she let us in and we sat down to continue the conversation... “No, No wolf gave him essence. I said with conviction.

Their Alpha, Harris, was supposedly cursed, and every mate he’d ever had met a horrible end. "What do they want?" Thorne demanded, his voice sharp. "Alpha Harris is invoking the Moon Goddess Pact… he’s looking for a marriage alliance," the guard stammered. "He needs a female willing to be his Luna, to stop the fighting within his pack." The Elders shot panicked looks at each other. No one wanted to join that cursed pack. No parents would ever send their daughter to such a dangerous place. But I saw my chance. I got to my feet and walked towards the guard, every step solid and sure.

I froze and my stomach knotted countless times. The room was heavy, not just with lust but with power. The aura combined in this room Almsot made my knees buckle. These weren’t ordinary wolves. These were high-blooded—Alphas, Lunas, heirs. And I was standing in the middle of them like a misplaced rag doll. Axel strode in like a king. “Horny rats!” he bellowed. “Buckle up. I brought you the one and only Cursed Alpha!” Every head turned and everyone stopped what they were doing at once.

“No, sweet one. You were… dreaming.” But the dream had teeth. Later, when the pup was safe and sleeping, Seraphina sat beside the hearth in the Alpha’s house, her thoughts circling like carrion birds. Dorian paced behind her. “You heard what she said.” “She doesn’t know what she saw,” Seraphina replied. “It wasn’t her speaking.” “No,” he snapped. “But something was. Something old. And it knew Silas.” She rubbed her brow, exhaustion setting deep into her bones. “Thirteen Alphas… cursed. An order. It wasn’t just your bloodline, Dorian. The curse was bigger. Broader.”

I opened my eyes. She was smiling now. Not kindly. Not warmly. But knowingly, like someone who had just read my deepest secrets. “Your wolf,” she said, her voice slow and deliberate, “has been locked away for years. And you, child, are the reason why.” My stomach clenched. “What? No, how could I?” “You must forgive yourself,” she cut in. “Forget the past. Embrace what lies ahead. The future of Alpha André rests in your hands. You are the key to breaking the curse that’s been placed upon him.”