Novel & Cerita Situationship With The Cursed Alpha

The one who had no purpose in the pack other than to eat and loiter around all day. So, when he ran into Veronica Steiner, the niece to Rudolf Steiner, the Alpha of Light Crest Claws Pack, a pack which is almost on par with the Druid Peak Pack, and she fell head over heels for him, it was decided unanimously that he go with her. After all, what more could he hope for? Without her, he was doomed to be a nobody. At least, with her, he had a chance of becoming the Alpha of a powerful pack since the current Alpha was childless. Everyone agreed immediately that they get married without bothering to consult the groom. On finding out, the groom had not had any choice other than to go along. They ha

"I’m currently in the king alpha’s pack. But... I married the cursed alpha. And I plan to go live with him soon." Gilda’s expression completely changed. Her eyes widened, her hand trembling, spilling the teapot she was holding. The teapot fell to the ground with a crash, shattering into a thousand pieces. She stood frozen, shocked. **POV Cassandra** "Oh, dear, did you say... cursed alpha?" she whispered, the surprise in her voice clearly evident. "Yes... he is my predestined mate," I responded firmly, though my heart was pounding. Our eyes met, and I could see the impact this information had on Gilda.

“Plea-se...” He clenched his jaw, walking over to the bars he had destroyed. He wouldn’t look back, no matter how long he had waited, he wouldn’t look back no matter how painful this night would be for her, he wouldn’t look back, he wouldn’t! This wasn’t how it was suppose to go, she wasn’t suppose to be his mate...she wasn’t suppose to even be alive...but he supposed that if she died...he’d die too... You see, he was cursed...around the world, he was known as the first alpha cruel enough to be cursed by the goddess herself... There were pins and needles in his heart, it felt as though tight strings were tied around it...

he murmured, his tone guarded. I took a deep breath. “Alpha, I can’t stand by and watch you go through this alone. Let me help you. We can work together to break this.” His gaze snapped back to mine, and I saw Ab unrecognizable expression flash through his eyes. “You don’t understand, Noreen,” he said sharply, “This isn’t something you can just… solve. It’s a curse, one that’s claimed countless lives before you.”

He didn’t want me because I was trash to him, nothing but dirt, rotten garbage thrown out but he still wouldn’t let me be in peace. “Are you really his mate? Did the goddess give you a second chance already?” Was I really the Cursed Alpha’s mate? Every hint pointed in that direction. Yes, I was his mate but it didn’t make any sense for someone like me to be mated to someone like him. He needed a curse breaker, an alpha female, a warrior wolf. Not me. I couldn’t do anything for him. I wasn’t made to stand beside a man like Prince Valens so there had to be a mistake somewhere.

The same pattern she eased out of Sera week by week. He was further along than she had thought. The curse was winning. He sat across from them. He looked at Cain first—a brief, professional acknowledgment between Alphas, the sizing up that happened in the first two seconds and was more instinct than decision. Then he looked at her. She had not been prepared for what it would feel like.

“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.

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."

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”

Shikta continued, circling me like a predator. "Everyone knows that. But you..." She stopped directly in front of me, her eyes narrowing. "Do you know what happens to the women who get too close to him? To the ones who think they're special?" I swallowed hard, the heaviness in my chest growing. "Don't you?" Her smile twisted into something darker, more sinister. "The Alpha is cursed, Luxuria. You've felt it, haven't you? That darkness that wraps around him, pulling him deeper into something... unstoppable. It's why all his mistresses—those who came before you—well, let's just say they didn't survive their time with him."