Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate Novels & Stories

The doctor hesitates, then asks, "Are you the Alpha’s mate?" My heart skips a beat. Zoe's eyes widen, and she opens her mouth, but nothing comes out. I can only stare at the doctor, his expression grim yet curious. "You see," he continues, stepping closer, "our pack... it’s been cursed with childlessness for over five years. There hasn’t been a single birth, no matter what we've tried. The curse... no one knows the reason behind it, but it’s said that the Alpha’s mate is the one who will break it. The last Luna, Luna Serena, couldn't... for reasons unknown." He looks at Zoe with something close to awe. "Now, if it’s true that the Alpha’s mate would be able to break the curse, then... that me

"Stop it..." But my body betrayed me. My legs trembled and my nipples hardened against the thin fabric of my blouse. I hated him for touching me, but hated myself more for wanting him to keep going. His voice came out low and vibrating against my skin. "There's a hunger in you, Annalyn. You don't understand it yet, but we do." "We?" "You've only met one of us." My stomach dropped. "One?" "Three alphas were born under the blood moon that year," he said. "We are bound to one mate, I mean... the same mate."

Due to his curse, not only would he never be able to feel the warmth of a female's touch, he would never be able to have an heir as well. Alpha Waylen and Tanika had won despite losing, they had managed to ruin his life. After reclaiming the pack, setting our people free and killing every single member of the Night Walker Pack, both women and children, he tried to find a cure for his curse but nothing seemed to work. Each failed attempt killed his hope little by little until there was nothing left but anger and bitterness. He became a ruthless and bloodthirsty predator, channeling his pain through his punishments." Rachel concluded.

"Greetings, sir." He halted as his eyes narrowed on me. "You. The cursed one. What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be here, you will bring nothing but curse to this pack with your cursed presence.” His words stung, but anger flared hot in my chest for the first time. I straightened, meeting his gaze. "I'm not cursed, Elder. I would advise you to mind the way you speak to me, I believe you wouldn’t want to get on your Alpha’s nerves by talking down on his fated mate and future Luna.”

I gasped as considerable beads of tears dropped. The man in my front was not my mate, he was the Alpha, his people longed for… An alpha, he’s willing to let go of his mate to be a man of his people. “Any last words…mate!” he said, making sure to spit the last word out with venom. “Kiss me” I said, shedding tears in pain. He smirked, “you are still a desperate slut”. He leaves in, and I whispered as his lips touched mine, “I am being framed Axel”

He was saved by a member of the very pack that sought to destroy his kingdom. As the battle raged on, the current alpha of the Sun Pack, a wise and powerful wolf, observed the unfolding tragedy. Seeing the devastation and recognizing Bridget’s determination to prevent the war, he raised his head and howled a solemn curse upon Cyrus and his pack. “As long as there is no love in your hearts, there shall always be sickness upon your land.” Cyrus, however, only laughed arrogantly at the curse, dismissing it as superstition. With a wave of his paw, he led a devastating counterattack, striking down the members of the Sun Pack with brutal force.

Naro said, his voice trembling. Kael sat heavily in the chair, staring at the wound on his arm. His blood oozed black. Pure black—an abomination. But he was an alpha beast anyway. Slowly, the old man strode toward him, though carefully. When he saw Kael was back to normal again, he added, “The curse is awakening, and it’s getting stronger every single day. This is the only way, Alpha.” Kael shot up from the chair at once, ignoring his bleeding arm. He glared at Naro. “I’m not mating anyone, and that’s final. I’ll discard her when I’m done with her. I don’t need a mate to get rid of this damn curse.”

As I struggled to breathe and get up from the floor, I realized that his name was familiar. Sergius Kairos. The Alpha who ruled the 157 packs that comprised the North, of which my pack was a minor. So, the goddess mated me to a king. I laughed at the irony. My mother would have been so pleased. The rejection made complete sense. He was everything and I was nothing. But that realization didn’t make the crippling pain of rejection any better. Eventually, my body could not take it anymore and I passed out.

“You don’t own me! You don’t even own yourself. Look at you. You’re cursed. Weak. Barely holding yourself together. And you think you can chain me?” His eyes blazed, but he didn’t lash out. He didn’t roar. He just stepped closer, his forehead almost touching mine, his breath hot against my lips. “I may be cursed,” he whispered, his voice ragged. “But I’ll break that curse. And you’re the only one who can help me.” I froze for half a second. His words were too soft, too raw. But then the memory of blood flashed behind my eyes. My mother’s scream. My sister’s broken body. The Alpha who slaughtered them. The stink of his laugh.

“You dare not die.” My eyes fluttered slowly. It felt like the time I had consumed poison, except this time, I was convinced nothing could save me. I was dying for real. At this point, dying seemed like the safer option, but the thought of dying as a worthless human— never to reincarnate again— made me cling to my last string of hope. “We should take her back to the hospital,” Camden’s voice echoed in the distance as I slowly drifted into the abyss. “Don’t. Let her heal herself,” Alpha Chase stopped him.