Her Second Chance For The Cursed Alpha Novels & Stories

Ethan crouched beside me, flipping through a separate stack he'd pulled off the bottom shelf, his face getting harder with every page he turned. "This goes back to before your father was even Alpha," he said. "She's been tracking your bloodline for longer than either of us have been alive." "Tracking it for what?" I asked, though I already knew the answer wasn't going to be simple. And then, buried near the bottom of the stack, a phrase kept surfacing again and again in all the pages. A name that wasn't really a name at all. The second Keeper. I flipped through faster, looking for anything that explained it, and then I found a birth record in between two folders like it had been hidden there

Light swallowed me whole. I screamed. And woke up—on my knees beside the altar, the last silver gleam of the moon faded. My claws had ripped into the wood. My breath came in ragged gulps. Malrick’s voice echoed distantly, “Sage?!” I didn’t answer. My body trembled. The beast stirred beneath my skin. And I knew. The curse had begun. “Go!” I yelled. “But alpha—” he interjected. “Malrick,” I ordered before he could say anything else, voice low and shaking, “go.” I insisted.

“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.

I stepped out before the car had fully settled, moving up the familiar pathway with purpose, each step carrying the weight of everything I refused to ignore any longer. When the door opened, Caterina stood there, her posture guarded, her expression far less fragile than the last time I had seen her. The color had returned to her face, the weakness gone, replaced now with something steadier, something almost defiant. Her eyes met mine without hesitation, though there was a clear trace of annoyance lingering beneath the surface. “Is there something I can help you with, Alpha King?” she asked, her tone polite but edged.

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.

His gray eyes drifted down to my mouth, stopping at the small, red line where I had bitten through my lip during the feast. "You didn't reach for the salt cellar at dinner because you were faint," Gabriel whispered, his thumb pressing lightly against the dried blood on my chin. "You reached for my arm because you knew what my blood would do to the fire in your belly." He leaned down, his cold breath touching the skin above my collar. "Who taught a northern girl how to feed on an Alpha's mark?” **

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.