Romans & histoires Curse Of The Wolf King

“She knew my secret! I am the Alpha King of Denbross, if my people know that I am cursed since birth, me and my family will be subject to mockery! I can not let that happen! A strong and hot energy ran through me, an indication that Lycaruz wanted out, but I didn’t let him. He has no power over me when the moon is hidden. “You can’t control me! I will do whatever I can just so I can keep my kingdom safe.” And with that, I transformed into my wolf formed. A growl escaped my mouth as furs erupted in my entire body, my bones cracking, my teeth elongated and my claws protracted. A howl echoed in the entire place. I left the place as fast as I could and returned to the palace. I graced the ground

They will discover that I am a cursed wolf that cannot turn and they will throw me out just like everyone else before them had. “A cursed wolf like yourself will never find love, a cursed wolf like yourself will never find family, a cursed wolf like yourself will continue to roam the face of the Earth alone until death decides to take pity on her.” These are the words of my aunt, they ring over and over in my head every single time. It has gotten way worse with the blue moon coming…

Furrowing my brow I asked him if he would share that with me. Hesitantly, he said, “I am cursed; I will never find my fated mate. No mate means I will never be able to take over my father's pack and Olivia doesn't see me as a defective wolf and just sees me as I really am. I value our friendship, and I don't want to ruin our bond. Plus Olivia deserves to have a fated mate, not a cursed one.” Staring at him with wide eyes I was flabbergasted and saddened. Tearing through the high walls I always had around my emotions; I felt a pain inside my heart.

"Summon the Pack Council." The wolves around us all lowered their heads. A Pack Council judgment meant someone was about to be exiled. The Head Alpha didn't care about how pathetic Cynthia looked right now and scolded her without mercy. "We're building this center on our territory for the pack, for all our wolves. What gives you the right to say it can't open? And you're supposed to be an unmated female—what exactly is your relationship with Marcus?" He turned his stern gaze toward Marcus.

She steadied my teetering body. The scent she carried, that of a high-ranking wolf, once filled me with awe and comfort. Her eyes were reddened as she hugged and cried with me. She whispered in a volume only I could hear, mixed with the secret language of the werewolves. "Sas, my dear, I believe you. None of us would mistake Jordan's scent! That bastard, how dare he do this?"

Colossal, black as the dark around it, its body wrapped in more chain than Caierre could count, scars tracing over scars across every visible inch of it, old wounds layered over older ones like the whole massive body had spent centuries being hurt and healing wrong and being hurt again. It was breathing. Slow, deep, each breath moving mountains of muscle beneath the chains. *This isn't the Mad Wolf inside me,* Caierre understood, the realization arriving with a cold, vertiginous certainty. *This is something else. Something older.* "That," the king's voice said, quiet with old reverence, "is the First Wolf. The one your curse was born from. Not a copy. Not an echo carried down through genera

the incensed king questioned, rising from his throne with a twisted expression of anger, stepping on the snakes. The nervous man quickly responded, trying to sound confident, "Replying to your majesty, the people were from the following races; werewolf, dragon, sorcerer, mermaid," The king scowled, "How can a mere werewolf be able to hurt my queen?" "It is an Olmpha to be precise, your majesty," "Oh, a wolf sovereign! All four people are rare," the king said while pondering.

You’re not the one sharing your brain with an ancient bloodthirsty wolf king– Our Alpha is! ‘It’s not like the old king could've helped it,’ Nikolai’s quiet response got them to settle somewhat. ‘Zeus cursed him. He’d be compelled to kill no matter what.’ ‘So that’s what’s going to happen to our Alpha?’ Maia shrieked, ‘He’ll eventually go on a rampage and kill everything in his path until we kill him?!’ ‘Everyone, please calm down,’ Liora sighed. ‘Ronin, did your wolf tell you how to break the curse?’

Mostly I told them what I did know, regarding the fact she didn’t have a wolf and it was because of some curse. Just like me, neither of them had ever heard of such a curse. Brook said she would see if her dad could come by some time this week, but he was currently out on some sort of mission. I wished it could have been right away. I should have known better than to think he could just drop everything to come to our aid. He was not only the Alpha King, he was also the Legendary Crescent Wolf. Since we found him and he took his place as Alpha King again, he has been under a lot of pressure.