Lalin's Curse Novels & Stories

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

“But as time passed, his firstborn son ascended the throne and began transforming into an uncontrollable beast every full moon. To make matters worse, he could not sense or find his destined mate. It wasn’t until then that the first Alpha King realized the gravity of the situation and desperately searched for Soreane, knowing only she held the key to breaking the curse.” “It took him a year, but he finally found her. That’s when the witch disclosed that only a descendant of hers could break the curse…” Kian spoke and then turned to Lyra, who appeared to combination of conflict, a mixture of emotions on her face – sadness, and pity. He took her hand and gently squeezed it before continuing to

Malric steps forward, unrolling a scroll with exaggerated care. “Lilah Hart,” he says, his voice smooth and cold. “Called by some the cursed Luna. Brought to this pack by fate of the Moon, bound to our Alpha by forces beyond our choosing. You stand charged with being the axis of a curse that threatens our people’s future, stability, and safety.” He could be reading a weather report for all the emotion in his tone. “You did not ask for this burden,” he continues. “But its weight rests upon us all. The Rite we enact tonight is not a punishment, but a necessary severing—for the good of the many.”

she muttered softly, her fingers tightening slightly in the skin of my arm. “I know.” I closed my eyes, feeling every soft inch of her pressed tightly against my hard frame, enduring the agonizing sweetness of her proximity. I knew that come morning, I had to walk away. I had a witch to hunt and a deadly curse to break, and a sweet, innocent girl like Laila had no place in the dark storm of my life.

"About the... curse you mentioned." I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. "And?" I managed to croak out. She turned to me, her brow furrowed slightly. "They believe it may not be a curse at all." I stopped short, my heart thundering in my chest—not so sure if it was relief or fear. "What do you mean?" The priestess sighed, her fingers trailing over a nearby rosebush. "The case I mentioned before, about the girl who could only mate during the full moon? I discovered she was a hybrid - part witch, part werewolf. Her condition had a clear origin."

“That’s what got you into this mess.” Kyle’s grip tightened. “What did you just say?” “You know who she is, don’t you?” she whispered. “She’s your antidote, Kyle Nightbane. And if you keep her locked up down there, things would only get worse for you both.” His eyes flickered just for a moment. "The curse that's been growing in your blood that no single healer can fix. She's what it responds to, the only one who can stop it." Fae continued, her voice fading.

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, silhouetted against the moonlight. "It's time I tell you a story," he said quietly. "A story of the beginning. Long ago, we were more than just step siblings- we were lovers, bound by a connection that terrified the heavens. But the laws of our kind are cruel, alongside our creator. When our father saw the way we looked at each other, he intervened. He forced you to marry Harrow, a tyrant. The ruler of the Lycans and a sorcerer so powerful he could bend the stars." Despite how bizarre and surreal his words sounded. A cold shiver ran down my spine at the name. Harrow.

I was something else, something stronger, faster, and sharper. But the question was, why now? Why now, after all this time? Liliana had been here for so long, but that kiss under the moon was what cured a generational curse. Landen stood by the window with his arms crossed, while Sel sat down in the chair next to me. Landen said in his typical calm voice, "Your wolf finally woke up because the curse was broken." "You're right to be confused. This is the first time you've ever felt what the rest of the wolves went through as kids."

“Break Lila's curse? I muttered quietly. Marcus nodded. “Yes. We have to look for a way to reverse the course or get rid of it completely and permanently. Elena and the elders are not our problems. Lila's curse is.” I walked toward the window and looked outside. Everywhere was quiet with a few guards patrolling. “This idea is a genius idea but the only problem is we don't even know where the course came from. We also don’t know who placed it or how to remove it.” Marcus stood up slowly and walked closer to me.

I read on. “A hybrid is one thing, a hybrid born out of an affair is another. I understand that you were desperate and took desperate measures, of which I do not judge you for. However, centuries ago one of the pioneer female leaders of the lycans placed a curse on hybrids crossbred through infidelity. Once you’re bound by blood to one, it is to remain so. She made this, because her husband had cheated on her with her handmaid, that curse on the child still follows through today. Either you or the baby shall die. I have methods suitable to help you get rid of the child. I’ll only need your compliance. The earlier, the better.” My fingers tremble. I read it again.