The Alpha's Curse Novels & Stories

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”

"You're not going to tell Mom and Dad about this, okay? Cause if you do, it would be easy to make you disappear. It's gonna be our little secret." In my terrified state, I managed to nod, fighting tears. Everything hurt and I wanted to go home and forget this had ever happened. "Atta boy. Now, there's some stuff we've gotta tell you." He pulled over one of the old crates we liked to sit on. "Do you know why he bit you?" I shook my head. "He's our alpha. Our leader. Alphas have the power to turn humans. The rest of us are betas, and you are too, now."

“With her final breath, she uttered a curse—one that would plague him and his descendants for eternity. And till this day, his descendants suffer from her dreadful curse.” I couldn’t decide if I was more intrigued or terrified by the story Draven had just told me. The room seemed heavier, his words lingering in the air like a dark shadow. I tried to process it all—the desperation, the betrayal, the curse. It didn’t feel real, but the way he spoke, with that calm yet menacing certainty, sent chills down my spine. Draven tilted his head slightly, his sharp eyes watching me like a hawk. “Well, little bird?” he asked, his voice silky smooth. “Who do you think the Alpha in the story is?”

“What kind of curse?” Mom turned slightly in her seat, her expression somber. “It’s said that long ago, an alpha from their bloodline sought more power. He allied with a witch, betraying the Moon Goddess. As punishment, she cursed them. The alpha of their line would forever be a cursed soul, unable to recognize their true fated mate. Without a mate, an alpha is vulnerable, and this curse brought disaster upon the Nightshades. They were forced to step down from their position as alpha kings and retreated into the shadows. They became a mystery to the world.” I felt a shiver run down my spine. A cursed bloodline, unable to find their true mates. The thought was both tragic and terrifying. “But

“Sentiment does not change tradition. You would know this if you were to become the next Alpha.” I instantly felt worse. Coda stepped away from me, his face becoming a mask. I couldn't read his feelings from the smoothness of the mask he had pulled on. I yearned to cover the distance between us, but it would only make things worse for him. “Violetta,” Alpha Thorne said, his eyes flashing in sympathy. “The goddess be with you in your new pack. You will be fine, Violetta.” No, I will not be; I wanted to scream at this man who had been more father than Alpha to me. But instead, I nodded, the first tear escaping my eyelids.

The red-eyed creatures in the courtyard suddenly stopped fighting, retreating to line up behind their Queen, completely surrounding Gina, Gabriel, and the battered remnants of the pack. Gabriel, bloody but furious, ran to Gina's side, his massive wolf frame tensed to lunge, but Evangeline raised a single finger. "I wouldn't, Alpha," the Queen whispered. "One step closer, and my shadows will detonate the core of your pack lands. I’ve placed a curse on your ancestral totem while you were busy playing hero." Gina looked around. They were completely surrounded. Her brother was dying at her feet, Gabriel’s pack was decimated, and her mother held all the cards.

“His sons. Their sons. Every Alpha born of his line.” Silence fell. Not the peaceful kind. The kind that presses on your ears until your thoughts grow too loud. “That’s impossible,” Damon said at last, though his voice wavered. “The curse is mine. It manifested in me, and I always believed it was just me.” The seer shook her head. “No,” she said. “It isn’t.” She turned her gaze to me then. “The curse was designed to awaken at the height of power. When an Alpha would be strongest. When the pack would depend on him most.”

The remaining of the pack were with me, but they were several yards behind me, not wanting to disturb my concentration. The curse had been a surprise to everyone. Alpha Khal had been injured during a battle but it had seemed like he was healing, leading the pack with vigor and courage, but then one day he had suddenly announced it (after a little threatening from me).The healer had determined that it was a curse, one that would slowly but surely consume him, and that there was only a small window of time to find a cure.

Nina takes a step back, putting distance between us. ‘Why would you do that to me? Why would you put a curse on me, Magnus?’ she yells. ‘She is cursed?’ someone yells. Nina looks at me with tear-filled eyes and a look of anger and hurt in her eyes. ‘Well, that’s one less thing I don’t have to tell.’ Hank says. Nina and I glare at him. ‘Nina has a curse that affects your dear future, Alpha. He can’t shift naturally without severe pain, as you all know, but you don’t know it’s because of her curse!’ he shouts and points to Nina.