The Alpha's Curse: The Enemy Within Novels & Stories

“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.”

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I

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.

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.

I stared at the one holding the diesel keg with anger radiation off me, I tried to keep calm, I tried not to give Victor access but he snatched it off me. “Alpha, please...” he begged, his eyes filled with tears. He couldn't run, he stayed rooted to the floor knowing his death was coming. Victor didn't care, he still loved the smell of blood. I knew how I had to keep him at bay from tearing anyone apart because I knew the curse only took self-control away, my wolf was a blood-sucking monster. He grabbed the wolf by the neck, his feet dangling in the air. “Please...” the rest of his words got muffled as Victor squeezed his neck tightly. Claws entered the side of his neck and blood oozed out l

If I could wreck the Cursed Alpha then I’d be a step closer to getting my mate back. A few days later, true to the anonymous tip off, there were invaders from the Cursed Alpha’s troop. There were only about fifteen of them but these men were well-armed and skilled in combat. Thankfully, Alpha Tristan’s warriors were equal to the task. I didn’t even have to lift a finger for the invaders to be demolished. They took down fifty-eight of Tristan’s men in the process, which made me shiver thinking of what I’d have done if I had to deal with them myself. It was like a wake up call for me. The Cursed Alpha was now attacking me head-on. It meant he was trying to kill me. Perhaps he found out Chantel

He was silent for a moment, not a single person in the room dared to make a noise until he spoke. “I am the Alpha King of the Werewolves, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, my name is Kael, will you do me the honor of breaking my curse?” It honestly didn’t sound like he was asking more like demanding. Kael. That was a nice name, and obviously respected. Finding a little confidence, I used my hands to grip at the fabric of my robes. “Before I accept, may I know the curse?” My head was still looking down, but I could hear the silence in the room following after my voice. It was unsettling and bone chilling.

The moment I opened it, I could smell the faint scent of ink and parchment, a reminder of everything my mother had once been. But it wasn’t just nostalgia that surged through me as I flipped through the pages. It was something deeper. Something darker. The words were there, clear as day, but they were written in a language I had never fully understood. It was the old language—the language of our people, one I hadn’t spoken in years. But even so, I knew what the words meant. “The power of the bloodline cannot be contained. It will awaken when the time is right. When the last alpha stands alone. Only then will she truly be free.”

Bella refused to back down, but she was becoming more and more worried about her situation. "Wh-what are you going to do with me?" Bella stammered, trying to hide the fear in her voice. "Well..." Kyle began, his voice dark and menacing. "Your alpha has killed a lot of my men. And although there's something intriguing about you, I'm afraid I'll have to kill you, just to send a message to my dear brother!" Bella's heart sank. This man was truly evil, and he would not hesitate to hurt her if it meant getting back at his brother.

Until I could replace them with trustworthy people. I stood from my chair, and stormed out, ending the meeting at once. “Alpha,” a guard was in my way once I entered my house, holding a missive. My eyes narrowed upon seeing the blue wax seal on the letter. It was from that person. I took it from his hand and wordlessly opened it to skim through. And the contents made me pissed off. “So, that’s what he’s been up to,” i snarled. Alpha Derek of the Res Wolf Pack had taken in rogues from the most powerful group in the region?