The Cursed Alpha King is My Second Chance Mate
He was my anchor, my conscience, the voice that kept me from giving in to the darkness completely.
"Don’t ignore me," he pressed, his growl low and insistent, vibrating through my bones. "You’ve felt it, haven’t you? The time is near. The curse will awaken again."
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms until I felt the sharp sting of pain. I didn’t need his reminder. The signs were already there... the restless nights where sleep was a distant dream, the burning sensation in my veins like molten lava, the nightmares that bled into reality until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. It was always the same. Three months of fragile, brittle peace, and then the beast