Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate Novels & Stories

she explains. "What do you mean?" Sire demands, his anger growing with every passing moment. She leans forward, flipping the book open. She draws her finger down to the bottom, where she points a line out to him. "They would have assumed you would emerge from the tomb and take back your Pack immediately. They were not fools, they assumed you would rule again, and so they wrote into the curse mention of the Alpha, which at the moment, is not you," she tells him tightly. Sire shakes his head, jutting up from his chair. "It doesn't matter. I'm still her mate, and it counts."

He bowed and what little fragment of my mind that remained intact shattered. This was not a joke – not a dream. I was standing before the cursed alpha and his beta. His beta just called himself my beta. My wolf was not delusional. This was happening. It was real. I was the cursed alpha’s mate. “Come, we are leaving,” the cursed alpha grabbed my hand and I almost wrenched it back. “S – Sir, where are we going?” I asked. The corners of his lips pulled up in a ghost of a smile – a smile that made me swallow.

I wanted to argue, but I could sense that Vanessa's loyalty to the alpha king was unshakeable. "I just want to go home," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Vanessa's expression turned cold. "You will go home when the alpha king allows it. You are here because he wants you here. ." Her words stung, and I couldn't help but feel helpless. Days turned into weeks turned into months , and I tried to adjust to my new life. It was not easy, but Vanessa's company made it bearable. She told me stories about her life in the mansion, about the alpha king, and his curse. I listened with rapt attention as she spoke about the curse that plagued the alpha king and how he needed a child to break it. Sh

So why is mine like this? "This is insane," I growled, shaking my head. "Is the Alpha coming back to me? No... but you said I haven't met him yet. So who?" "Oh, child," she muttered, sighing in what sounded like pity. "Not every mate is a gift. Some are curses." I shook my head, not wanting to hear it. "I don't think so. My mate can't be like that! And why would you... why would you give me a cursed mate?"

Lyla asked with a concerned eye. "A few years back when I lost my dad. I thought everything had ended and I realized my dad was poisoned. I had all maidens who were on duty that night to be killed. But that night a woman called out to me and begged me to spare her young daughter but I refused as I was burning with rage. Then she cursed me with anger, and the curse can only be broken if I have a child. A male preferably. I'm so sorry for not caring about you Lyla. I'm so sorry." Alpha Kyrian replied bursting into tears in the restaurant as he went on his knees to beg Lyla who was now feeling embarrassed.

Isabella blinked. “Neither,” she said quietly. “I walk away. With my head high. And then I make sure they regret everything.” Her voice didn’t shake. A slow grin pulled at my mouth. “Good answer,” I said. She frowned. “That was a test?” “Of course,” I said. “I had to see if my Alpha’s new mate plans to stab him in his sleep.” “I might,” she said. “If he annoys me enough.” Lucas finally spoke. “You can try,” he said, voice low. “I heal fast.”

It was no longer blue like the ocean but now red, not just red but bright red. “Wow, you are an Alpha,” she felt her bones weaken at the moment, “But you have bright red eyes...” she trailed off. “I'm a true Alpha, not just an Alpha.” Stiles replied before her brain could process words to say. “So,” he started again, “Who else knows about what you saw?” He was Beginning to run out of patience. “No one, I haven't told anyone about it yet.” Having heard her answer to his question, Stiles breathed out in relief. Not that he was scared about humans knowing about his true self but because he didn't want to put anyone in danger, when he was also in danger.

Even the faint hope of my father’s protection. And yet… beneath the despair, the sparks still burned. The pull I couldn’t deny. The terrifying truth that bound me to the man who had just claimed me like a possession. The Alpha King. Killian. Mine. Or maybe—I was his.

This was the choice we had been given—the chance to rewrite our fate. I unrolled the scroll slowly, my breath catching in my throat as I read the first few lines. The words were familiar, but they were different. They had been rewritten, reshaped. "In the heart of darkness, the bond shall be broken, but not forever. A new path will rise, forged not in blood, but in choice. The bond shall be remade, stronger than before. The Alpha Queen will not fall, but lead her people to the light. And love will not die, but live in the shadow of all that is broken, rebuilding the world with every breath she takes."

That's why I have the courage come here for a request Immediately I came, they all turned to me, with the same look they had, the first time I came here to tell them about Xanthea getting engaged with the cursed child. “My father is dead. Xanthea would soon be the next Alpha and Aria his Luna” I began. The room silence like that of a cemetery. “Her curse is really shaking the pack, but my brother is too blind to see that. And that's why I need your help” Alpha Mui adjusted himself, placed his hands on the desk infront of him and said “what do you want me to do?” My gaze darkened “I want them dead”