The Alpha's Curse Novels & Stories

ALPHA HUGO’S OFFICE Alpha Jude burst into Alpha Hugo’s office, clutching an old, worn book to his chest. His face was stern, eyes frantic. “Alpha Hugo! I found this book!” he gasped, rushing to the desk and slamming it down. “Look, it says the curse can be killed!” “Really?” Alpha Hugo’s reply was calm, almost disinterested, too slow, too measured for the panic that had caused the Alpha instructors. Everyone was going mad and the Academy was in chaos.

The pack falls apart shortly after. "He targets them," I said quietly. Realization settling in my gut like a stone. "He specifically targets Alpha wolves who've experienced loss. Grief. Trauma." "And he doesn't just kill them. He breaks them." Tormund tapped one of the journals. "Every account mentions the Alphas becoming unstable. Paranoid. Violent. Like something was eating them from the inside." "The curse." "Has to be. Same pattern every time. Julian appears. Offers comfort. Plants the curse. Then sits back and watches them destroy themselves."

The mysterious Alpha, who had teamed up with Carlos and Lucia, stood in front of them, making it difficult to breathe. "You've fought for so long, Diego," the Alpha said in a deep, powerful voice. "But now you have to face the truth about your bloodline." What you tried to protect will be the end of you. Diego's eyes got smaller. "Who are you?" The Alpha's smile was cold, like they felt sorry for him. "I'm a person from your past. Someone who has seen you and studied you. Someone has been waiting for this moment. He stepped forward, and the air got even tenser. "Diego, I am the one who controls the curse that binds your bloodline." I've been waiting for you to figure it out. I will be the on

“Tear me apart? You can barely stand. Your body is failing you, Alpha. And every night it grows worse. You know it. She knows it. Everyone who looks too closely will know it.” I staggered forward, rage burning hotter than the curse. “I will not give her to you.” He did not flinch. He only stepped closer, his eyes sharp, his voice quiet. “Not yet. But you will. Because you cannot die like this, not when you have the power to stop it. You are an Alpha, yet you let a curse eat you alive when I can end it with one choice.” My claws cut into my palms, blood dripping onto the stone. “Your choice is her. I will not trade her for my life.”

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.”

Cara walked out of the room with her bag leaving me staring back at her messy room. Cara was the Alpha’s daughter, she had everything at her beck and call. Her father, Alpha Adam was my father’s best friend who took me in after the incident. Though I felt grateful to him for giving me shelter but sometimes I thought it would have been better I went rogue than staying in this hell of a place.

Great-great-great-great-grandchildren played around its roots while our many descendants stood with us. I reached out with my power and touched the earth. There was nothing left of the old darkness. Only rich, peaceful soil and new life remained. “You are gone,” I whispered. “And we remain.” As the sun set, painting Thornwood in brilliant gold and crimson, we gathered on the highest battlements. Our descendants spread out below us, laughing and alive. I stood between my three mates, their arms around me, the bond humming with warmth, strength, and everlasting peace. “I was sent here to be your dirty secret,” I said, voice thick with emotion. “The Omega meant to end the Cursed Alphas. Instead

As soon as the words left my mouth people started whispering in the crowd. "Father already announced me as the Alpha!" Roger defended himself. I looked at him and smiled "I can always challenge you or anyone can, that's the rule!" I reminded him of the rule created by every clan. As we were arguing, Dad walked over to us Interrupting our conversation! "I heard everything, and as per the rule he can always challenge you though you're not the Alpha yet, so for that I have decided something else!" For the first time Dad took my side because I accepted his condition before to kill Lagoona tribe's descendant!

“Well, we’ll see at the next meeting. Hopefully, by then, you’d be ready to attack the Cursed Alpha with all you have and get revenge on him for stealing from you.” The story I gave all the Alphas I met so far was that the Cursed Alpha had stolen from me. I was too ashamed to admit that another man had taken my woman. All the other Alphas had packs that were taken from them, family members that had been killed, and territories that had been lost because of the Cursed Alpha. They were men who hated the Cursed Alpha with every breath they took in, cursing his name like it was a sport. And somehow I was the face of this group.

She’d provided a service and he’d paid. He left the room without another word and headed down the stairs without waiting for her. The warrior guarding the front door stood and lowered his head. ‘Alpha,’ he greeted. ‘Has Beta Dylan returned?’ ‘Not yet, Alpha.’ He hoped Dylan wasn’t out doing anything stupid like trying to find a way to break the curse, but by the time he returned, it would be too late anyway. He gave the warrior instructions and sent someone else to tell Brax to go and find shelter somewhere safe by the morning.