Her Second Chance For The Cursed Alpha Novels & Stories

“If you kiss so badly, I don’t think you can meet my demands of my pleasure.” With the way her heart was thudding against her breast, it was almost impossible for Quinn to understand what he was saying—but she did, through the fog of her clouded brain. He must think she was some kind of whore—at least it was a relief that the Alpha didn’t know her as the healer he was looking for, and that would give her time to plan her escape before the Alpha finds out. The Alpha traced a finger around her delicate jawline. Hooking it under her chin, he turned her face up to his, so that there was no more hiding from his arresting gaze.

What mattered was that she was here, standing in front of me again, alive, strong, and somehow still the center of everything I had tried so hard to forget. And despite everything, despite the ache building quietly inside me, one truth remained unshaken. All I had ever wanted… was for her to be happy. Even if that happiness had nothing to do with me. “Nina and Nico, be on your best behavior,” Chiara said, her tone shifting into something softer, more maternal as she addressed them. “This is the Alpha King of Nightfall Pack, Luciano De Luca.” Both children froze for a second before their eyes widened with amazement.

I’m anticipating the moon reaching the centre of the sky, even though I’m aware of what unleashes the curse. “What’s more dangerous, the curse, or him?” She laughs softly to herself, although there’s an edge to it. “Depends how spiteful he is toward the Alpha and the Pack who spelled him in the ground in the first place.” Thumbing through the pages, she doesn’t look up at me. “The Pack we are part of, by the way,” she adds. “I’d be pissed.” The merciful thing would have been to kill him, although Hazel suggests it’s almost impossible. Plus, Alpha’s are spiteful, arrogant creatures.

Their Alpha, Harris, was supposedly cursed, and every mate he’d ever had met a horrible end. "What do they want?" Thorne demanded, his voice sharp. "Alpha Harris is invoking the Moon Goddess Pact… he’s looking for a marriage alliance," the guard stammered. "He needs a female willing to be his Luna, to stop the fighting within his pack." The Elders shot panicked looks at each other. No one wanted to join that cursed pack. No parents would ever send their daughter to such a dangerous place. But I saw my chance. I got to my feet and walked towards the guard, every step solid and sure.

BRIAN “Seer.” “Alpha.” This had been put off for far too long. I needed answers and I needed them now. “How much longer?” “I cannot see what has not been shown to me, Alpha.” “We are running out of time! She will die.” “She will die if that is her fate.” My hand swiftly closed over her tiny neck, fingers trembling as I hurled her forward. “Did you just pronounce death over my mate?” I snarled in her face, but she looked unfazed, her eyes filling with pity even.

‎He was still trying to process what he saw and it finally hit him and he whispered to himself ‎“She is a girl?” ‎How is she not dead? Why doesn't the curse work on her? All these questions ran through his mind and finally, he saw an opportunity. Elysia still lost in thought thinking of how she would be reunited with her family was slowly shocked by the Alpha's closeness but his words shocked her more. ‎“Will you make babies with me” ‎With shock, she said, “Are you mad?”

I enjoyed her gentle smile a lot now. "But I was the Alpha during the new moon, so our souls should be bonded together automatically," I muttered in deep thought. "There were definitely rare cases that Nox was IN the pack where Cerberus was still the Alpha. Very rare, but there was. And obviously, they didn't break the curse before..." Scarlett shook her head. It was too naive to think we could break the curse just by me taking over the Alpha's title. "But we love each other, all three of us. That's something none of them had before." I tried to use a firm tone when I knew, I wasn't even confident about whether we would be the luckiest ones and break the curse.

I stepped closer until I could see her pulse racing beneath her throat. “Find me my fated mate,” I growled. “Or start carving your own coffin.” I didn’t wait for her reply. I turned and strode out of the hall, my boots striking hard against the stone floor. Anger burned hotter than the curse itself. Three weeks. That’s all I had left before the curse consumed me completely. Later that day, as the moon climbed high above the pack house, whispers drifted through the servants’ quarters. “I thought Alpha Davian brought us here for well, you know… an orgy or something,” one of the she-wolves murmured.

“You’re still saying this? After everything?” “My King,” she pleaded, “you are taking too much risk. You must distance yourself from her before it’s too late—” “Enough!” I snapped, my voice echoing through the room. She flinched but didn’t move. “You told me,” I said, stepping forward, “that if I found my second chance mate, the curse would be broken.” Her lips parted, but I didn’t give her a chance to speak. “Well, I found her!” I shouted. “And what happened? Nothing! The curse is still here. I’m still fighting the same damn darkness every day, and you—you did nothing!”