Novel & Cerita The Alpha King's Curse

The forest of the cursed held haunted creatures, from the myths of the Blood Moon Pack to the nine packs under the Alpha King's rule, but I was an exception of these unique, cursed creatures. At night, they—the acclaimed cursed ones—would lurk at the dangerous trees, whistling in the air for their mates and families alike to join them and feast on unsuspecting werewolves who drove there at night. The one that rules supreme is the cursed one of us all. We call him the Beast, but it's no secret that it is Ragal, the one and only Alpha King. I hated the fact that he was king both of the werewolves and the cursed kind. If word got out about the things he did there at night, heads will roll and t

The scent of ash and frost clung to Lyra’s skin as she drifted between waking and oblivion. She was vaguely aware of movement—arms around her, powerful and warm, carrying her like something precious. She didn’t understand. The last thing she remembered was the way the earth had split beneath her soul, the way her skin had burned with a light that wasn’t silver, and the man whose eyes had pierced through everything. Alpha Kaelen. They said he was cursed. That he’d been exiled from his pack and had disappeared into the wastelands, haunted by the ghosts of wolves he’d slaughtered.

People screamed, running to save their lives, but Kade’s men had surrounded the village. “This is what will happen if the Alpha doesn’t see you before daybreak,” she warned. Tears rolled down my cheeks. “What can I do?” “Cheat death,” she said immediately. We were back in the forest in an instant. “What do you mean?” I asked, confused. “You’re still a young child, my dear. The Alpha’s curse stems from his father’s actions. Death doesn’t come for you—it comes for him,” she explained. “But you must redirect death, or it will come for you,” she added, handing me a potion.

Baron said, his hands caressing an orb on the hand rest of the chair he sat on. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Oswald raised a brow, realizing this might be as serious as Baron was portraying it to be. Baron sighed heavily, placing the orb in his hands and muttering a spell. The orb is encircled in emerald-colored mist, and an obscure figure appears within the orb. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, has it." Oswald stared back at the orb in horror, wondering what more Baron was going to tell him about the curse.

Another day of struggle to not walk towards his chambers and throw myself in his arms and get myself killed. I could feel the wind blowing violently when I reached the mansion’s infirmary. While I was concerned about how I would reach home if the storm continued till the evening, the creatures were stressed for a whole different reason. It was the very day when Alpha King, Theodore Black, got cursed by the Moon Goddess herself. It was marked as the black day for the kingdom. Alpha King hunted more people and more wolves than usual. The infirmary is usually full on this day every year, considering how enraged Alpha King gets on this day. As if he is not in his control.

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.

She wore a golden silk gown that adorned her body and showcased her womanly figure. We were at Growlers pack and I could see other Alphas or representatives present for the meeting. The pack was a descendant of the British royal family, so everything they did could depict royalty. They recognized their alpha as king and Luna as their queen, they even went as far as having a castle where they all resides in and according to my mother earlier, turned everything into a ball.

That’s when she dropped the bomb on me. "Who knows if the Alpha wants to use you as atonement for his curse?" My hands froze mid-air, my fingers gripping the fabric tightly. I turned to her slowly. "What did you just say?" "Rumor has it," she said, stepping closer like she was sharing a delicious secret, "that Alpha Liam has been carrying around a cursed heart, and he needs another heart to replace his." My chest tightened. “You are stupid.” She only smirked. “I’ll let that slide. Not like it matters if you insult me. You won’t even live past tonight. You’ll be slaughtered, Jane. And your heart, your useless, wolfless heart will replace the Alpha’s.”

BRIAN “Seer.” “Alpha.” This had been put off for far too long. I needed answers and I needed them now. “How much longer?” “I cannot see what has not been shown to me, Alpha.” “We are running out of time! She will die.” “She will die if that is her fate.” My hand swiftly closed over her tiny neck, fingers trembling as I hurled her forward. “Did you just pronounce death over my mate?” I snarled in her face, but she looked unfazed, her eyes filling with pity even.

She slammed her back against the wall hard enough to crack the wall. “Everything I did,” she hissed, face inches away, “I did for a reason. You hear me?” The woman choked, nails scraping at the hand crushing her windpipe. “Doctor Charles was digging too deep,” the Alpha growled. “Trying to break the King’s curse. Trying to save him. I couldn’t let that happen. So I had to silence him before he ruined my plan.” She leaned closer, lips brushing the woman’s ear. “Emilia? She spread her legs for the enemy. I was going to let the witch rip her soul out piece by piece. Because if she died, the King would lose control. His beast would take over. And his own people would put him down like the dog he