Claimed By The Cursed Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

“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

“My father sold me off to a slave merchant in order to pay his debt. He doesn't care what happens to me. I don't want to go back.” Another silence ensued between us. “In that case," Alpha Leonidas continued. "I'll tell you what my curse is.” My ears were opened. He was finally going to reveal what his curse was. Leonidas began. “My curse is the curse of death. After three years, my mate dies.” I stiffened in raw shock. “That's right,” Alpha Leonidas said, his eyes heavy. “It's my curse. The mate bond between my mate and I, is like a thread of death. By the third year, it snaps in twos, and my mate winds up dead.”

“Banished, huh, or you were sent to spy on my pack?” “No! I swear I am not a spy,” I said, my eyes bulging out in fear. “Lies.” His voice thundered through the room, making me flinch. “Your Alpha is a shameless murderer. He killed my family, ambushed my pack, and burned down my home.”Silence fell again, his breath was heavy, his once calm eyes shifted, turning a bright red. I wasn't afraid–I felt pity for him. “Hayden slaughtered my people and left me to rot. And now his little outcast ends up here? Do you think I’m stupid?”

Seeing her look of confusion, it dawned on her that no one informed her that the alpha was suffering from a curse. "The... The black ones on his chest. I'm quite sure you already saw that." Reina leaned on her seat as she nodded her head. She was told that the alpha was merely sick, hence, she offered help to gain favor from the Ivanov pack and from the alpha himself. So it was a curse. "Can you tell me more about it?" she asked, but only received a shrug from Castellana.

“Well, I am listening. You have five minut-” “I am cursed”. Daxter said to me immediately after and didn't let me finish talking. My eyes turned cold. “Are you joking with me right now?”. I asked him. “It's not a joke, Séraphine. It is the truth. I am cursed. Not only me, but the Blackwood family is cursed. Especially the Alphas, who get to rule the Red Moon pack”. Daxter explained. I stared into his eyes, hoping to see some flaws and hints that he was lying to me.

Seventy years had passed since the day I was sold to the Cursed Alphas of Thornwood as a weapon disguised in fragile skin. The estate had become something almost mythical. Thornwood was no longer simply a gothic sanctuary it was the beating heart of a new era. Scholars came to study the archives. Young Omegas arrived seeking freedom and power. Packs from across the lands sent their children to learn from the story of four souls who had turned betrayal into unbreakable love.

The pack falls apart shortly after. "He targets them," I said quietly. Realization settling in my gut like a stone. "He specifically targets Alpha wolves who've experienced loss. Grief. Trauma." "And he doesn't just kill them. He breaks them." Tormund tapped one of the journals. "Every account mentions the Alphas becoming unstable. Paranoid. Violent. Like something was eating them from the inside." "The curse." "Has to be. Same pattern every time. Julian appears. Offers comfort. Plants the curse. Then sits back and watches them destroy themselves."

Yet how could I manage that, when Moon was with Jason, Beta was somewhere else in this mansion, and King had his own secret? Then King’s snooty smile was back, as he clutched my arm and hauled me over to the bed, pushing me onto it. “Let me show you just how much of an adorably perfect Alpha I can be.” When he slid to his knees in front of me with a smirk in all his naked hotness, I gasped. Yet he merely slipped off my boots and then my socks, before resting my feet on his lap. “A Cursed Alpha is an abomination because it threatens everything that werewolves believe, even though the truth is that a percentage of males are born

he said as Hava tried to grasp exactly what he was talking about. Alpha Reid had a little time to reflect on his life last night and about the curse placed on him by his mate, he finally believed that the curse was working and that was why the mistresses he had were not able to give birth to a child for him but were completely fertile when other men touched them. A living example of that was Hava and Lily. “I have accepted my fate but I believe that it can also be changed. Since I am the Alpha of this pack and you basically belong to me because you are my mistress, I will give you this one chance.

"And then he fought against all the gods and..." "...and then he was cursed by the moon goddess and all her disciples to roam the earth and feed on his friends and families and everyone he ever comes in contact with." "Yes." She said. "How does this relate to my sickness?" I asked, as I became more annoyed by the minute. "You're the cursed Alpha." She said. "You're Alpha Kopis." I was astounded. Then, I couldn't control it anymore. In seconds, I was on the floor laughing out my lungs.