Moon Descendants: The Alpha King's Curse Mate Novels & Stories

I had never thought that King Iram still cherished his former betrothed. I discovered so many things about him as I stayed in this pack. There was this rumor that started from the chambermaids. It was said that the Alpha King is ill. He was cursed by the Moon Goddess and his only cure is a human mate. But many told different stories. Some claimed that the former luna fooled the king into making him believe that she was an actual mate, but not. And some say she disguised herself as a werewolf and made everyone in Prima Tierra believe in all her lies.

Another day of struggle to not walk towards his chambers and throw myself in his arms and get myself killed. I could feel the wind blowing violently when I reached the mansion’s infirmary. While I was concerned about how I would reach home if the storm continued till the evening, the creatures were stressed for a whole different reason. It was the very day when Alpha King, Theodore Black, got cursed by the Moon Goddess herself. It was marked as the black day for the kingdom. Alpha King hunted more people and more wolves than usual. The infirmary is usually full on this day every year, considering how enraged Alpha King gets on this day. As if he is not in his control.

​The word echoed through his mind, heavy and impossible. ​The Alpha King had spent a century without a mate, believing the Moon Goddess had deemed him too monstrous to have a fated match. But right now, his wolf was howling, pointing its invisible muzzle directly toward the lower quarters of the Silver Crescent Packhouse. ​Kaelor opened his eyes, the molten gold burning with a sudden, dangerous fire. He turned away from the window, looking out over the crowded hall. ​She was here. Somewhere inside this pathetic, sniveling pack, his fated mate was hiding. And whether she was a wolf, a human, or something entirely broken, he would tear this entire kingdom apart to claim her.

They stare at each other lovingly, with no intention of letting go any time soon. 'MATE!' "Alpha Zane, is that your Beta holding the Alpha princess?" the King inquires. I nod in the affirmative, pleased with myself and the outcome of my Beta's arrival. Both the King and the Alpha King look at the couple doubtfully. They must be calculating how any sanctions for Midnight Moon might affect the two. The Moon Goddess couldn't have given me a better tool to save the situation. "Yes, that's Beta Eric. Alexis' mate, Alpha King Petric's second daughter".

He promised to Alois that he will have both of them talk to each other before he told Lisa the truth of himself being an alpha of the pack she was residing as a rogue at. For the same purpose, Alpha Alan appointed a team of several best of the best wolves mastered in the field of plants and medicines and commanded them to visit their neighboring pack, Crescent Pack, located in the north, the reserve of Leguminous-bane as the atmosphere there forever remains neutral. Neither too cold nor too hot, not even harsh rainfall. He ordered this newly organized team to fetch it for their luna, his royal mate, Lisa.

A strange expression crossed her face, her pale eyes widened. Her lips parted slightly and then she whispered three words "The Moon Queen". Every conversation died instantly. The title rolled through Moonspire Hall like a blade. ‘The Moon Queen?’ I screamed in shock in my head. I had never heard the title before but sounded familiar. Around the hall, confusion spread rapidly, several Alphas exchanged uneasy looks and others seemed genuinely alarmed. One elderly noble crossed himself instinctively. Draeven looked at me strangely, as though he had encountered those words somewhere before. I looked toward him and our eyes met. The Alpha King knew something. A council member hurried toward him n

Caspian nodded, his gaze flickering toward the door where she lay, his expression tight with worry. "I thought we had discussed and settled this," Caspian said, his voice laced with surprise. "I didn’t expect you to react like this, Alpha." I was startled by my own outburst, my body trembling with the aftermath of my rage. "I’m sorry, Caspian," I muttered, my voice rough. "I think it’s the curse surging. It’s making me… unstable." Or was it something else? Was the Moon Goddess playing another game? Was she the reason my mate couldn’t sense me?