Situationship With The Cursed Alpha Novels & Stories

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.

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?

I said. “About that too… you see, the thing is, the curse wasn’t just placed on that Alpha. It was placed on Alpha. It means all Alpha that’ll come from Gauss. It’s a continuous process. The Alpha after Gauss, and the next and the next, until eternity.” She said. “Wait wait, so let me get this straight. So you are saying Ian is under a… curse too?” I asked. “The Alpha loves you, clearly. Don’t you love him?” she asked looking at me in the eyes.

"Something you seemed quite concerned about yesterday." He moved then, stepping directly into my line of sight, blocking my view of the workers. His eyes bore into mine, dark and turbulent. "Damn it, Seraphina, look at me!" Before I could react, his hand shot out, gripping my arm just above the elbow. Not painfully, but firmly. Possessively. I froze. Sparks ignited where his fingers pressed against my skin. The mate bond flared, hot and demanding, but tangled with cold fury. I wrenched my arm free, stepping back, my own Alpha aura rising instinctively to meet his.

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.”

"And then he fought against all the gods and..." "...and then he was cursed by the moon goddess and all her disciples to roam the earth and feed on his friends and families and everyone he ever comes in contact with." "Yes." She said. "How does this relate to my sickness?" I asked, as I became more annoyed by the minute. "You're the cursed Alpha." She said. "You're Alpha Kopis." I was astounded. Then, I couldn't control it anymore. In seconds, I was on the floor laughing out my lungs.

Main characters Braylon Scott An alpha who lived for 100 years suffering under the consequences of a curse. His kind (the Alphas) were stuck in dog form, to lift the curse he will have to look for (THE OWNER— a person with special ability and must be a successor of the owner of the curse). In the process of trying to survive, he was saved by Imogene who raised his curse and he fell in love with her. Imogen Crawford

Some looked panicked, others looked amused, but most of all, it's clear that they are confused about what is going on. A dead Alpha means a lot of different things. It makes a Pack vulnerable to others, even if they are small and distant. It also means someone has to step into place, and people hate change. Especially when their new Alpha is centuries old and has a disturbing amount of power. "Some of you may think you recognise me, and you would be right," Sire exclaims, his voice travelling easily through the space, like he was born to command. "A very long time ago I was cursed. My Pack was destroyed, with those surviving forced to join this one. Now, I am here to reclaim my position of p

Momentarily, I look at the shattered painting, then back at Caspian, who is furious. I lift my head, locking eyes with him. “You really want to do this?” Caspian is strong but not as strong as I am. He has Beta blood, and his family ranks high in the pack, being next in line for the Beta position if anything happens to Beta Vincent’s family. I don’t want to fight him, but he won’t back down, and I know he will kill me if I do. “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more,” he grits his teeth, cracking his neck.

“The... what you felt back there. In the throne room. That was the mate bond.” Winter shook her head, a small, jerky gesture of denial. “No. It can’t be. Not him. The stories....they say he’s-” ‘A monster. A killer. Cursed.’ She couldn’t bring herself to say the words out loud. “Yeah, well, fate’s a cruel mistress, isn’t she?” Jax said with a humorless, hollow laugh. He looked her up and down, his gaze lingering for a moment on her white hair. A complicated, troubled expression crossed his face. “Especially for him. He’s....he isn’t supposed to have a mate. The curse cast on him was meant to prevent this, to freeze his heart so the bond could never form.” He trailed off, shaking his head as