The Alpha's Curse Novels & Stories

“Even if she was real, the last True Alpha was a good leader. I don’t see the problem.” One of the council members straightened in his chair, eyes narrowing. “I don’t think you know the full story of the True Alpha.” Aiden’s gaze snapped to him, irritation sharpening his features. “What full story?” He turned back to his father, who inhaled deeply before speaking. “She’s an abomination.” Alpha Alaric’s voice was grim, thick with old fear. “A curse that needed to be erased. Every drop of her blood is poison. Her claws are the deadliest…one scratch is enough to doom anyone.”

I felt tethered, bound, challenged and more alive than I had ever been. Lyra nudged me from within, a whisper of fire in my mind. “This is only the beginning, little one. Our journey has just started. The Alpha’s curse is real, but it can be ours to master.” I inhaled sharply, feeling the weight and the fire of the bond. Benjamin Black was mine whether he wanted it or not. And I would make sure the bond forged in fire, desire, and defiance could never be broken.

Eric’s expression did not change, but his grip on his horse's reins tightened a bit. "You don't understand the world outside your little kingdom, Genevieve," he said, "Alpha Vergil is not a man you can reason with. His curse demands a price, and tonight is the full moon, nothing changes that, not even a bond." "So you are a coward," I said, my voice dripping with pure disgust. "The great Beta Eric. Just a dog who does his master's dirty work, even if it means delivering his own mate to the slaughterhouse." The girls inside the carriage gasped, staring at me in absolute horror.

“Why I can’t mark and claim you as mine…” "The curse?" I repeat, the word feeling heavy and ominous in the quiet hall. “Yes. I’m cursed, Rhea.” I stare at him in shock. The powerful Alpha of Moonshade, is cursed. broken down by a shadow I don't understand. And me being close to him somehow affects his curse. ***

He detected the rot within his Pack, and I, a mere human consultant, had named it without him saying a word. He slammed a small, heavy pouch onto the table, the weight of the gold rattling my teacup. “Our Alpha is dying,” Torvin hissed, leaning in closer. “He is suffering from a condition that is turning the strongest warriors rogue. The Pack Elder thinks it’s a curse.” A curse locked deep by Wolfsbane, designed by the Alpha himself, I thought, holding back a triumphant smile.

“That act birthed the curse you now call Orrosta. A battle within one’s own bloodline. A war that has endured for centuries. It is not a sickness. It is punishment.” “For generations, the curse has passed from one Alpha to the next, growing more severe with every descendant. What once claimed men in old age now claims them in their prime. One day, it will claim an Alpha before he has the chance to leave anything behind.” I swallowed hard as my mind raced with everything Mother had revealed. Alpha Dimitri’s illness. His bloodline. The fact that the curse had reached him so early in his life. Mother’s hands resumed their slow stirring as she spoke once more.

“Yes. It was him.” Mara eyes grew huge. “Oh my fucking goodness! The Alpha saved you? Oh my goodness. This is unbelievable.” “Do not be so dramatic Mara,” I said. “I should not be dramatic? The Alpha himself came to the dungeon for you. Our Alpha who is cold and ruthless. Girl I think he has something for you.” I shook my head fast. “Oh come on. Maybe he just had sympathy or something.” “Sympathy?” Mara laughed softly. “The Alpha has no emotions. He is ruthless. He kills in one swift motion. And you are telling me sympathy? No no. He definitely has feelings for you.”

Whereas a few truly believed that they were at the mercy of the moon goddess because the alpha had practically abandoned them. Hearing these kinds of rumours and false statements the alpha was desperate to find the counter of his curse. And now that he had potentially found a cure he was eager to test the theory and the accuracy of his hunch. And in order to do that he needed some time alone with the woman who appeared to be his mate and the counter of his curse. "You can leave, Curtis."

I knew too well, it was only a matter of time before he kicks me out of his pack because I am now completely useless to him. But I will never let that happen. That stupid Alpha will never be able to get rid of me that easily, until my revenge is complete and I make sure he suffers for the rest of his miserable life. Whatever the case may be, I will make sure the stupid Alpha and his pack never free themselves of the crescent curse that my father placed on him. With everything Killian Reid has done, death itself was too modest for him.

Usually, Alpha would chop the head off of anyone who would show him way less disrespect than this. “Everyone, we will settle in Waltherra encampment for the next few days and rest before we go ahead towards Sanguineabyss“, Alpha repeated with a dreadfully calm voice. I am the only one who knows how much self-control he needed to tame his Lycan from taking over and shredding Kandreah to pieces. It is good that Alpha became better at controlling Erzelus, his Lycan. Maybe because he is close to breaking the curse now, I don’t know. We will have more answers, hopefully, once we get hold of his illegitimate daughter. I know that he is doing all of this for the benefit of all the packs which are u