Forced Maiden For The Cursed Alpha King Novels & Stories

The man needed to understand that he shouldn't dare speak to me or my mate like this. "I don't care that she was a part of your pack or that you had her at your mercy for a greater part of your life, serving your household. She is your queen, and you will not speak of her in any way other than with respect." I looked out at the pack members. "Let this be a lesson to you on manners. Don't even think about speaking like this to your king or about your queen. It will end your life more swiftly than I am about to do to him." Brennan struggled again, beating his hands against my arms to free himself. It didn't work. My grip on him was too strong, and no one matched my power — especially not in th

A wickedly handsome face, a charming smile bright enough to deceive any lady, there was no denying it, the man before me was none other than the cursed Alpha. "It seems you've heard about me." He read my mind again, but I immediately turned my face away, hiding my expression from his gaze. "You're the cursed Alpha?" I inquired for clarification purposes. I needed to be sure of what I was getting into. I had no idea why people called him cursed, but it couldn't be for a good deed. Who was he, and what exactly had he done to earn the title of being cursed? Even though I couldn't see his face, I could feel the change in the air around him. He didn't like being called cursed, but then again I ne

But I was not about to let him control me so easily. One evening, as we sat in his temporary study provided by Aiden, he looked at me, his gaze piercing. “You’re back where you belong, Layla. This pack is your home, and you have responsibilities here. I expect you to honor them.” I met his stare, my defiance unyielding. “I never agreed to be a pawn, Alpha King. Saving me doesn’t mean you own me.” He smiled slightly, the expression chilling. “Perhaps not. But remember, Layla, that your freedom comes with a price. You wanted independence, and yet, here you are, relying on me from being punished.”

“You forget your place.” “My place?” I repeated, my voice low as I narrowed my eyes at him. My wolf was clawing its way to the surface, and I could feel the heat of the shift building in my chest. “You are cursed,” Marcus said again, his voice ringing with finality. “And a cursed Alpha cannot be king.” “You wish to be the king,” it was a statement rather than a question and from the exact reddish of everyone around the table, it was a unanimous decision. They didn’t have to reply for me to see it.

As I struggled to breathe and get up from the floor, I realized that his name was familiar. Sergius Kairos. The Alpha who ruled the 157 packs that comprised the North, of which my pack was a minor. So, the goddess mated me to a king. I laughed at the irony. My mother would have been so pleased. The rejection made complete sense. He was everything and I was nothing. But that realization didn’t make the crippling pain of rejection any better. Eventually, my body could not take it anymore and I passed out.

I died for what was not my doing. My husband. My father. Jane… Why would Jane betray me? That question was the loudest in my mind. Flashbacks of my rejection and desperation to get away from the monster. I died, but then I awakened to find myself here. In his kingdom, left to face his wrath. No one knows why the cursed Alpha King takes one female from one tribe a year. We only know once they cross the gates, it’s death after. And now with a failed escape mission, the guard’s words echo in my head again.

What could our pack possibly have that the notorious Alpha Damon would want? Alpha Damon ruled the Bloodmoon Pack in the northern mountains. Even I had heard the terrifying stories about him. They said he was cursed, that every woman he'd ever taken as a mate had died within a year of their bonding. Some whispered that he killed them himself when he grew bored. Others claimed his very touch was poisonous to women. "She'll do perfectly for what he needs," Kane continued, his voice growing fainter as they moved down the hall. "A virgin omega with no family to complain when she disappears. It's a win for everyone involved."

My fists clenched harder, but then she shoved me roughly, and I slipped, hitting the ground with a thud. “Answer me, freak! What are you going to do about it!” She hissed, while I winced in pain from the hall. My eyes watered. I wanted to attack her so badly. To press that stupid smug of her against the floor and force her to lick off every drop of water she spilt, but I couldn't. How could I when she was betrothed to the Alpha? The Luna would have my head if I dared to lay a finger on his fiance.

I immediately snapped out of my trance as I bowed my head along with everyone else. “Alpha King. It wasn't my intention to barge in here this way but you have a criminal that belongs to me in your midst. She ran away last night and ended up here but I'm here to take her back." Tristan uttered and my hand tightened around Kade's. “Belongs to you? How?" The Alpha King questioned slowly. “I'm sorry, Alpha King. I don't understand your question." Tristan uttered with confusion laced in his voice. “How does she belong to you?" The Alpha King's voice sounded again but this time, with more power and I whimpered slightly. How could someone's aura be so godly and strong? Was he even a normal wolf?

Slowly, I look up, my hazel eyes shifting from the maid to Axel, my beta, who is already approaching me. " Alpha Kade... You are shifting, " Axel whispers, his voice laced with concern. I glance down at my wrist, and my heart skips a beat. The hairs are sprouting, and my body is beginning to contort. Why is Majesty trying to break free? I ask myself, alarm rising. I close my eyes, attempting to connect with my wolf, but for the first time, Majesty refuses to listen. He's restless and agitated, and my efforts to calm him only seem to fuel his growing unease.