Forced Mate Bond With A Cursed Alpha นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Then we need to break it.” His laugh was low, broken. “You can’t break something that’s half your soul.” I looked down at our marks their light and shadow pulsing in uneven rhythm. A tether. I could feel it, stretching between us, deeper than the mate bond, older than life itself. The Shadow Alpha’s curse. The bond hadn’t died when the fortress fell it had evolved. “Lucian,” I whispered, trembling. “You’re bound to him. Just like I am.” His silence confirmed it.

"You can fight all you want, but you're in my territory now. And my pack isn’t kind to outsiders. If you don’t submit, I won’t stop them from treating you like one.” My heart skipped. Was he serious? Was this a warning or a game? "Are you threatening me?" I scoffed. "Who the hell do you think you are?" "Your mate and the new alpha." "Over my dead body!" He didn’t respond; he just watched me with the quiet patience of a predator. Then, he leaned in, his lips brushing dangerously close to my ear. "You will submit to me, Cassidy. You know you will." A slow, knowing smile tugged at his lips as he pulled back, watching the way I flinched.

He groaned, wincing in pain. I burst out into laughter, walking towards him in a tiger-like tread as I crouched down before him "My dear cousin Liam, I want to make a promise to you. When I become the Supreme Alpha, I am going to snap your head off your neck alongside your pack members. You are all going to regret this day" "That day will never come....." Before he could finish talking, I inserted my finger into his wound, pinning him down as he cried. Struggling to remove himself from my grip.

It was no longer blue like the ocean but now red, not just red but bright red. “Wow, you are an Alpha,” she felt her bones weaken at the moment, “But you have bright red eyes...” she trailed off. “I'm a true Alpha, not just an Alpha.” Stiles replied before her brain could process words to say. “So,” he started again, “Who else knows about what you saw?” He was Beginning to run out of patience. “No one, I haven't told anyone about it yet.” Having heard her answer to his question, Stiles breathed out in relief. Not that he was scared about humans knowing about his true self but because he didn't want to put anyone in danger, when he was also in danger.

She blurted out, brushing off whatever she just said like it wasn’t anything. We weren’t friends or anything but I could feel the pain in her sentence. She was older than I was but I could guess the pain was the same for everyone. I allowed her to change the topic, choosing to listen to her instead. “Okay.” I nodded, ready to know what this was all about. “A bond between two alpha mates can only truly broken up or even either accepted when the both of them are in agreement but in the case of alpha Tristan, he’s strong enough to make you his without your permission.”

Blood, mud, and rain cover me. Alpha caught me before I hit the ground. Strong arms, furred and wet, holding me. Gold eyes searching mine. Bond pulsing. The shared heartbeat is slowing gradually. Relief mixed with pain. “You are safe,” he said. Voice low, rough. Pain in every word. Bond thudding in my chest. “We won.” I nodded, breathing hard. Couldn’t speak. Could barely move. But I felt it. Bond sealed. Alpha’s mate. Unbreakable.

The snapping of the mate bond was enough pain to last a lifetime. “Bond not of the moon. Bond not of the goddess. But bond by choice. I pronounce you mates by choice. Equals in the sight of the goddess. An Alpha and his Luna.” Gaza grips our bleeding palms and joins it together. His lips move in soundless chants. My wolf howls at the unfamiliar bond that snaps into place. Lysandra’s eyes flash, and so does mine. My jaw clenches and Lysandra’s grip tightens in mine. “All rise before your Alpha and Luna of Ashbane Pack!”

"I am cursed. I do not feel bonds. I can never even be committed to omega, the goddess will not punish me that way. Cursed? This is the first I'm hearing of any curse. "What are you talking about?" Alfonso sits back down "My curse prevents me from forming a proper mate bond. The only way to break it is by mating and marking my true fated mate." His eyes bore into mine. "Which is Erica." "No." I shake my head desperately. "I felt the bond. How can you be mated to her? If you cannot feel a bond”

“We’re bonded now Harper, connected forever and ever!” A blood curse. The magical bond between mates, when mixed with blood and a curse, turns the mate bond into something deadly. Horror coursed through me. He’s losing his mind. It made sense, all the mood swings today, fucking biting me. Mason was going crazy. Fighting him would be useless. He's an Alpha, I'm a she-wolf who can't even shift.

All of the Pack members he passed by, guards, maids, instinctively bowed their heads, their eyes averted in reverence for the man who led them with unyielding strength. They had a lot of respect for Him. For Kieran Stormfang. The Cursed Alpha Beast. His dark hair fell slightly over his forehead, his jaw set in a hard line, and his eyes, glowing faintly with his wolf’s intensity, scanned the corridor with purpose. He was a force of nature, a cursed alpha whose power was both feared and revered, and tonight, that power felt amplified by the woman he’d brought home. Selene, his mate, now resting in his bed.