The Alpha Kings Curse Novels & Stories

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

I watched her leave with that curse she had adored. Eryx shadows clinging to her like death reborn. My wolf thrashed in me, a feeling I had to restrain. I wanted to drag her back, to lock her where she would be safe. I wanted to bury his throat, to stamp on the Vernon he was touched with. But an Alpha didn’t act on impulse An Alpha doesn’t grieve and let his emotions capture the serenity. No, an Alpha restrains and thinks.

"A curse?” Liam nodded, his jaw muscles working. "The curse was simple, the Alphas of my bloodline would never find peace until the rightful heir of the healer's bloodline which is your bloodline was united with the Moonstone. Without it, every Alpha would succumb to madness or death. And the balance between wolves and humans would be torn apart. Ariana's breath caught in her throat. "So... that's why my family was targeted?” "Hmm," Liam said, his voice low. "Your mother knew, tried concealing you, tried protecting you from the wolves that would come after you. She knew as the last of your line, you were the key to breaking the curse."

She snapped her fingers at me, as if not knowing him is a sin. "Is it required to know him?" I replied sarcastically, shrugged my shoulders, and continued wiping the window. "I can't believe you. And you're not even interested?" She shook her head in disbelief. "He's the most powerful and feared Alpha ever existed. But the problem is... He never got a mate because stories says all the women who became his mate died mysteriously. Some even say they were... Cursed," she added when she did not receive an answer from me. I faced her again. Her last words seemed to have caught my attention.

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.

“Every Alpha King has paid for his mistake?” She looked deeply into the fire before answering calmly. “No.” The answer surprised me greatly. My head lifted suddenly. “No?” She slowly shook her head. “Every Alpha King inherited the debt from the past.” She paused thoughtfully. “But not every king awakened it during his reign.” A heavy knot formed inside my stomach. “I don’t understand at all.” Again she let silence stretch between us until it almost became unbearable. “The curse sleeps quietly.” I frowned in confusion. “It lives quietly inside the blood of every king born from Blackstone.”

I will push her to the point of no return. Fenris shuddered at the coldness emitting from Lillia’s words. But all the other ladies could see was a calm smile, as Lillia egged Freda on, carefully lifting her tea cup to her lips. Lillia's indifferent gesture seemed to irritate Freda so much that a scowl settled on her face. She gritted her teeth and leaned back, folding her hands. Then, she smiled, suddenly. “It is curious, though,” she continued conversationally, “how tragedy seems drawn to the Alpha King. A potential bride, his chosen Luna…” She hummed softly. “So many women are touched by despair. One might almost believe there’s a curse.”

he paused, then continued, “I have to attend that party. One of the alphas have to die tonight.” ~~~~~ The private meeting room in the Gravefang palace was designed with dark wood paneling, furniture and Pack crests on every wall. The three Alpha Kings sat in high-backed chairs and their sons stood before them like defendants awaiting verdict. “One month,” Alpha Kael said, his voice cold and precise. “You have just one month left before your twentieth birthday. One month before the curse takes what it’s owed.” Rhydian’s jaw clenched, but he said nothing. “Have you made any progress?” Alpha Lucien leaned forward, his eyes on Astarian. “Any sign of your mate? Any connection, any pull, anything

She dismissed me, but her eyes stayed on me a second longer than usual—heavy with the same fear she’d carried since the day they dragged me here. If the King killed me, the hunt would start all over again. More girls. More bodies. I turned to leave, then stopped. The image of the girls Casper had taken earlier flashed through my mind. “What will happen to them?” I asked without looking back. Alaina’s voice was quiet. “We don’t know. Rumors say he uses their blood to strengthen the curse on the King.” My stomach turned. That man was pure evil. I had to stay invisible. Stay careful. Stay alive.

“I want to know what you meant in your letter.” “Of course you do.” He said coldly as his smile disappeared. “Then listen carefully, Leah. What I’m about to tell you has happened for decades. It is an old law connected to the Alpha King’s curse, and every Alpha who has faced it has been forced to confront the same choice.” My stomach went right. “Every Alpha?” “Every Alpha King who has been afflicted by this particular curse,” he clarified. “Once he meets his fated mate, a countdown begins. Fifty days. That is the time he is given before the curse claims his life.”