Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate Novels & Stories

"Consider it. A powerful Alpha, cursed in a way that can only be lifted by an Empath. A curse that cuts through his entire pack. Think about the urgency and desperation. It's the ultimate time-bomb." "A time-bomb for who?" "For you. For any Empath fool enough to try and break it." Rebekah's voice grows colder. "That curse has very specific boundaries. When an Empath tries to destroy it, the magical backlash doesn't just threaten the Empath's life. It bonds the life force of the Empath with the person who's cursed. They both die if one of them dies. They both die if the curse rebounds." The words hit me like blows. "You're lying."

Around me, chaos erupts – Dad barking orders through the pack bond to keep everyone inside, Mom rushing around with burning herbs to mask my scent, both of them desperately trying to contain the disaster I've become. Because that's what I am now. Not just a cursed wolf, but a curse in heat. Every unmated male within miles will be drawn to my scent. Every pack will want to either kill me or use me. And I can feel it – the power humming under my skin, the need threatening to consume me, the knowledge that this is only the beginning. I stay hidden as the moon continues its journey across the night sky, casting shadows that look like prison bars across my floor. My first shift should have been a

Then he looked around and lowered his voice to a low whisper, “I’ll tell you something not everyone knows. The Alpha King… he cannot impregnate a woman who is not his fated mate.” I paused mid-sip and my eyes narrowed in amazement. “What?” Charles nodded. “It’s an old curse, some say it’s the moon goddess’ plan. A way of preserving the bloodline. He has had countless partners. But no child has ever come…” “Oh I see.” I said with realigning clarity. I was more important to the whole royalty fiesta than these people let on. And there was no way I wouldn't use this to my advantage. “Okay. So what do I do with this information?” I asked, setting the cup down with a quiet clink.

"So he is the Alpha King. No wonder he always has a serious expression on his face. So, who is your mate?" Emily gave a weak smile. "The Alpha King." Silence fell between them. "WHAT?" Fanny exclaimed. "Shhhh... You should be sleeping, not shouting. Lois will kill me if she finds out I didn't let you rest," Emily hushed her friend. "The Alpha King is your mate?" Fanny repeated in disbelief. "Yes," Emily confirmed. "But how? I don't understand. How on earth... He is cursed. How can he be your mate?" Fanny questioned, struggling to comprehend the situation.

He had rejected his fated mate, quietly, privately, telling the world it was her choice. It was not her choice. The goddess did not forget betrayals made in secret. The curse had not been placed in anger but in justice, a correction, applied to the bloodline, so that what Aldric had refused to honor would be what every Alpha born after him struggled most to have. The ability to claim a mate safely. The freedom to love without the love becoming a weapon against the one they loved. But the curse had a root. And the root was not the Blackthorn line.

He tightened his jaw and gulped. “I don’t accept that, Emma.” he said. “You have to give me a chance. I am so fucking sure that I am your Goddess-given mate. I can’t let you live your life tied to a curse.” I saw fucking red. A growl that escaped my lips was impossible to stop. I was not her curse! Our love was not a curse! Everything we’ve been through was not a fucking curse! The fucker looked up at me. “One of us is the cursed mate, Alpha Logan.” he said, making me clench my fists. “I come from the oldest pack. I am a descendant of the Alpha who was the first White Wolf’s Goddess-given mate. The chances are on my side, Alpha Logan.”

I should have not been born in the first place. “But I know this has to end, Alana. I looked for ways to put an end to it and found myself caring for the next alpha king when I had a vision that he is going to be your mate. The curse can never be lifted. There is no cure to it but it can be handled well and William is that complementary.”

Blood still crusted beneath his fingernails. He looked old. He looked finished. Behind me, Elara sucked in a breath. I didn't turn around. But my hand found her wrist and locked. Elara was my best friend. The Alpha’s only daughter. The only person I had left. Three months ago, I’d lost my mother. Today, I’d watched my pack bleed for a man who still wanted more. I was not losing her too. Cain's gaze moved across the clearing, cold and unhurried. Then it landed on me.

Especially because everyone knows just how much I made it known that I only want to fight him. Brie’s forehead creases in a frown. “You had sex with the Alpha?” “It wasn’t something either of us could control,” my explanation is hurried. “He… I… we… it was…” “Just spit it out already?” Brie sounds so impatient, her blue eyes are teeming with curiosity. “What exactly happened here?” I drag in a deep breath and spit the words out. “The Alpha is my fated mate.” A new voice echoes the sentiment on Brie’s face, this one holding more than just disbelief. “What?!”

The last time she checked is she's the one on top of him then now she's being under him! Why would God let me reborn to be this man's wife? I'm a badass CEO in my previous life but now I'm a mate of this tyrant and heartless Alpha? How could this happen!