Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate Novels & Stories

The Alpha angrily nodded and walked out of my door with his suitcase in his hands. White angel is the name of our pack. My father was supposed to be the Alpha till I was seventeen. Once I turned seventeen, I was supposed to perform some rituals to be able to become an Alpha, but due to the curse that the goddess placed on me and because of my hatred for her as well, I refused to take the oath of allegiance and there, the goddess rejected me as an Alpha. Sadly.. Not… That was exactly what I wanted to happen. “Damon, the girls are here” My gamma, Tunde, rushed into my office and informed me. He was my closest friend in the pack ever since I turned eleven “The Alpha wants you on base 9”

The smile dancing around her lips fell when she realized that I was still in the dark. “ What cure?” She threw her head back and pouted her lips, searching for words to explain her confession. “Uhm… none of your business!” she snapped and bolted out of the room before I could say another word. I do wonder what cure she is talking about. Questions and doubts ran through my mind, almost taking my sanity away. Are the rumors true? Is the Alpha cursed? Am I going to end up like the Lunas before me? Is that why he accepted me to be his mate?

My eyes fluttered shut as I leaned into him, my hands wrapping around his shoulders as I kissed him, as I felt it, his heart racing wildly against my chest, his breath hitching in shock, in confusion, in something deeper. Then, almost instinctively, his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, as if afraid I would disappear if he let go. *** Drevana POV The curse was already taking hold. The three ruthless Alphas cursed by the Moon Goddess would have their wolves tear them apart from within. They would lose their sanity, destroy everything in their path, and in the end, themselves, they would die if they did not find their mate before their twenty-sixth birthday. That was the curse t

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

She ran her index finger along Sienna’s face and continued, “You; my Luv never died…” What Serena said made sense to Sienna. Rubbing her forehead, she muttered, “I never felt like I died either… technically I don’t know what death feels like but it just felt like me when I found myself here… I felt cold, lonely, and claustrophobic…” Serena was impressed by her analysis and decided to give her a bit of more information. “When Alaric refused my proposal three years ago, I was furious. So, I cursed him.” Walking around Sienna in circles, she continued, “Eventually, I realized that he won’t be mine even if his mate died. So, I twisted the curse so that his mate is trapped in my prison.”

Because everyone in the city was already whispering. The ruthless Alpha. The mysterious girl living in his mansion. And the rumors were spreading fast. Inside the mansion, Sylvie walked quietly down the hallway. She had just finished reviewing more documents for her next move. But suddenly— She felt it again. That strange warmth in her chest. Her heart began beating faster. “Not again…” She leaned against the wall. The mate bond pulsed strongly. At that moment— Alexander appeared at the end of the hallway. Their eyes met. Instantly the feeling intensified.

“She’s only special because she’s survived what none of his other mates could. Everyone else who loved him died because of that curse. I honestly thought she'd be dead by now too." I asked the question that had been burning in the back of my mind, something even Alpha Ethan had been curious about. “But why is she still alive? Why hasn’t the curse taken her like the others? Does the curse not affect her?” The maids exchanged uneasy glances before one of them spoke up. "We don’t know exactly why she’s different. All we know is that it doesn’t make sense. It’s like she’s untouchable by the curse.” Another maid leaned in, her voice barely a whisper. "I think she’s the reincarnation of Alpha Orio

Joshua whispered a few minutes ago. Then I realised, as my fangs were slowly sharpened by a warming body, that I had tried to stop myself from continuing until I was face to face with the King of Lexington. But as soon as I had the chance to get close to his daughter, I went straight for her, certain that the scent was coming from her. I was puzzled at first, for my sense of smell had never mistaken the smell as coming not from Rachel, but from a servant beside her. I tried to confirm and hoped to Goddess Artemis that Princess Alpha was my true mate, but instead my wolf soul said that my mate was not Rachel. Not her, you fool! Your mate is the servant!

His mind raced with thoughts of the prophecy that had troubled him for a long time, its words stuck in his mind like an inescapable curse. Mattel's hands shook as he reached for the old scroll on his desk, its paper yellow with age. He unrolled it slowly, as if he was afraid to face what it said. The words seemed to tease him as he read them again, their meaning unclear and mysterious. "The cursed alpha shall find his mate, but she shall loathe him with every fiber of her being. Only through intimate contact with his mate shall the curse be lifted, and the alpha shall find redemption in her embrace."

"You're here now. The past is irrelevant." But it wasn't irrelevant to me. If I was walking into a death sentence, I deserved to know why. "Please. I need to understand what I'm facing." He stared at me for a long moment, and I saw something almost like pain flash in his dark eyes. "My bloodline is cursed," he said finally. "Every woman who bears children to an Alpha in my family dies within a year. It's been that way for generations." My heart nearly stopped. "Cursed how?"