Novel & Cerita Forced Maiden For The Cursed Alpha King

“Max is your Alpha. He has fought for you, bled for you, sacrificed for you. And this is how you repay him? With doubt the first time a rival whispers in your ear?” The pack wavered, but the doubt did not vanish. It lingered like a sickness. I forced a breath, steadying myself. “I am cursed,” I said, the words tasting like ash. The admission was a wound torn open, but there was no point in denial now. “Yes. The Moon Goddess has denied me a mate. But that curse does not define me. I have carved a place for us with my own hands, with my own blood. I built this pack, and I will not let Leonard tear it apart with his venom.”

"But her allegiance is not solely yours to claim." Marcus flushed, sputtering. "Alpha Damon, this is neither the time nor the place—" "This is precisely the time and the place," Damon overrode him smoothly, his authority absolute. He addressed the hall, his voice ringing with command. "You all know the truth of the bond between us. A truth I was unforgivably blind to." His eyes locked back onto mine, fierce and unwavering. "That blindness ends now." He took another deliberate step closer. "Seraphina of Silver Crescent is my destined mate. My Luna."

She changed everything in the kingdom including my mom's simple recipe for the royal family. I knew the moment she stepped into the grand ballroom hall with her red bareback dress as my father took her hand for a dance on the night of his birthday, my life would change. It would gradually change. But I had no idea that change was dreadful for when I turned ten, I was banished when the high priest announced to everyone at dinner, "The Alpha King's heir curse is a threat to our pack. His cure can only be found in the human world!" At that time, my stepmother was already carrying his seed, the next in line to the throne.

A shudder rolled through his massive shoulders. “I don’t care what this curse is,” I said, stepping closer, so close now that I could feel the humid heat rolling off his body, sticky with sweat, blood, and ancient, malevolent magic. “You are mine, Kaiden Valen, Alpha King of Aethoria, you belong to me.” Another flash of emerald, this one stronger, brighter. His massive chest heaved. “Come back to me,” I whispered, desperate, raw. “Please.” The creature’s lips trembled, twisted between a snarl and something like pain.

No, this surely can’t be right… I must be confused, though I can’t convince my body that I am just disoriented, my pulse is accelerating, and my heartbeats are on overdrive. “I, David Hayes, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack from South, give my blood for the Blood Ceremony!” H-Hayes? Like from Arianna Hayes? “I, Justin Morgan, Alpha of the Moon Eclipse Pack from North, give my blood for the Blood Ceremony! I have great expectations from the new Alpha King as I closely watched his achievements over the years!” My knees are getting soft and I can barely walk. Landon’s last name is Morgan too, what’s this all about?

“Breathe Jean, you can do this.” My fingers hover over the handle when I hear his voice. “…the future of this bloodline cannot be compromised.” I freeze. I shouldn’t listen, I know I shouldn’t. But I do. “I will not bind myself to a she-wolf who carries a curse,” Seth continues. “A tainted womb weakens the line.” My breath catches in my throat. One of the council members asks, “And if such a woman is already… close to you, Alpha?” “There is no such woman,” Seth replies, unbothered. “And there never will be. My mate will be flawless and my heirs will be strong.”

she screamed at me and just as I raised my hand to hit her, she vanished and there was no one before me again. I wasn’t disturbed though, because I had her wings and she was now alone. I destroyed her kingdom and her queen was dead. The curse was definitely never going to work and I was still the most powerful alpha in the whole realms to exist. I was the one that emerged with victory as always and that was the only thing that mattered to me… power. “Come on, I have a dinner meeting to get to” I said to Cillian and together with my guards and warriors, we all marched to the cars that waited at the outskirts of the witches kingdom.

She snapped her fingers at me, as if not knowing him is a sin. "Is it required to know him?" I replied sarcastically, shrugged my shoulders, and continued wiping the window. "I can't believe you. And you're not even interested?" She shook her head in disbelief. "He's the most powerful and feared Alpha ever existed. But the problem is... He never got a mate because stories says all the women who became his mate died mysteriously. Some even say they were... Cursed," she added when she did not receive an answer from me. I faced her again. Her last words seemed to have caught my attention.

Had he been searching for a solution all along? And what did any of that have to do with me? I was a healer, but I couldn’t use my healing to lift curses…that was just…outrageous! The other voice pressed on. "But, Your Majesty, consider the benefits. Your curse could be lifted. Your people would be freed from fear and those vicious rumors would die down. You can finally get mated" The Alpha King's response was firm. "I'll find another way. I will not bind her to me with problems or debt."

His eyes are the color of winter storms—gray and cold and endless. He wears black from head to toe. No decorations. No jewelry. No symbols of power except the way people look at him. Every warrior in the hallway lowered their eyes when he passed. Every servant pressed themselves against the wall. This is Alpha Kael. The cursed Alpha. The man my father sold me to. He looks at me. And the world explodes. --- It starts as a warmth in my chest. Small at first. Like a candle being lit in a dark room. Then it spreads. Down my arms. Up my neck. Through my stomach. My heart pounds so hard I cannot breathe.