Novelas y relatos de His Cursed Queen

He had no choice but to follow behind. From a distance, Catherine saw black smoke billowing from the queen's palace. The royal guards were actively fighting the fire, and many servants were spectating. "Well, the doctor managed to treat the princes' illness, but then the queen's palace caught fire. Maybe the curse is taking effect!" "Yeah, it must be. Haven't you heard about it? The queen's family has witches who are skilled in powerful magic!" "The curse of the queen must be real!" "Yeah, that's right!"

His throat bobbed hard as he swallowed, before he finally forced the words past his lips. “ They’re saying the Queen is… cursed. ”

“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.”

My lips pull back over my teeth in disgust before I forcefully make myself calm my revulsion of her down. “I thought the Lycan king was coming?” she purred, a little disappointed; I have to mask my repugnance at how desperate she sounded, her eyes roaming over my men hungrily before falling on me. She holds her hand out to me, and I look at it before my Beta takes her hand, shaking it when I make no move to shake hers.

I muttered and he smiled. “Well you see I know the cure but the only way I'll give it to Axel is if you marry me. Submit to me and become my Queen then I'll free him from his curse" He uttered and I frowned. “You're lying, you said you weren't free from the curse yet…" “Because I need the beast's power to win this war, Dahlia. Do you know how strong I am? I'll take the cure once I've become the Alpha King and once I've settled down with you" He uttered and I shook my head.

“You think I didn’t hate you too? You had everything I didn’t. You were smarter. Stronger. Loved. I thought taking the company would make me feel whole, but it only made me emptier.” Adrian took a step forward. “And still, here we are. Broken. Yet standing.” A whisper curled through the wind. “And you seek to unbind what was sealed in blood…” The voice echoed, deep and haunting. From the shadows, she emerged. The Queen of the Curse. Elena’s mother. A being both spirit and shadow, formed from centuries of rage. Her hair moved like flame. Her eyes, a deep, endless void. “I’ve waited generations,” she whispered, circling the brothers like a predator. “And now, the cursed sons return to undo wha

I could see the redness of my skin creeping up my neck as I contemplated throwing my lycan into a mental cage just to make him stop. Unfortunately, most of the time, that didn't work either. The anger grew as I realized what Shawn had mentioned: the curse. That fucking curse. Following my father's sudden death and my subsequent ascension to the throne, I began casually dating to find a mate. Nothing ever serious, but at least a few months to find someone to choose as my luna, in case I never found my mate. Not everyone finds their fated mate in this world, and I refused to believe I would find mine.

“Oh, I intend to. You’ve brought your bond here, after all. Such a fragile thing. One thread pulled and the whole weave might snap.” Elara stepped forward. “Say what you came to say.” The Queen’s gaze slid to her. “You have fire, I’ll give you that. But you don’t understand the storm you’ve tied yourself to, girl. The curse isn’t just blood and magic—it’s madness. When Kael breaks, you will too.” “He won’t break.” Seraphine smiled softly. “They all do.” She stood, descending the throne steps with slow, deliberate grace. Her gown shimmered like oil in the light, and the scent of lilies thickened around them. Elara’s head felt heavy, her heartbeat uneven. The magic here was alive.

“Don’t look at me like that, Elara. Queens don’t have the luxury of innocence.” “So that's why you've been so eager for it to be in my possession. What's the result of the curse? Blindness, leprosy, death?” She shrugs. “How will I know? Frostfire is a kingdom of dark magic housing several cursed relics, and I decided to gift you one.” “Thank you for your gift, Anita-” “It's Queen Anita now,” She quickly adds. “-but I don't want anything from you. The crown is enough.”

Oblivious to my deep thoughts, Cassie continued. "Oh, and get this, that blond-haired woman who was hanging off him earlier? Turns out she's his mate! Can you believe it?" "His mate?" I repeated in surprise. That clinging woman was destined to be the Alpha Queen? I just couldn’t see how the two fit together, and the look of irritation that the Alpha King had shown earlier wasn’t a look that a man would give his queen, surely? Cassie nodded eagerly, clearly revelling in the court gossip.