The Alpha's Cursed Beauty Novels & Stories

“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. ***

“Some are earned. Some… are discovered. Do you want to know about the curse? About the anomaly in your veins? Then you will need to survive tonight—survive this conversation and understand the cost of the truths you seek.” I clenched my fists inside the cloak, the folded note burning against my ribs. “I can survive.” Kade’s grin returned, sharper now, dangerous. “Good. Then let’s start.” He leaned slightly, voice dropping to a low rumble that caressed the edge of fear and something darker. “Your Alpha’s curse… it’s more than punishment. It’s a chain, a thread that ties him to her will. But the moment you touched him… that thread frayed. You weren’t meant to be there. And yet you were. That i

“Being near you…Alia, it makes me lose control.” I stood still. Confusion written on my face “My curse reacts to you,” he continued quietly. “My beast runs wild when I touch you. I don’t want to hurt you. But I can't control it. When it craves something, it doesn't stop until it feeds on it.” He stopped talking and then he spoke again.” And you, Alia…my beast craves you more badly than any other thing, it's more than blood lust or death. It wants you, and it won't stop until it has you. I can't let it have you.”

I had been thinking about this entirely wrong. Because the counter-curse did not just require something real to grow between us for my sake. It required it for him. If the marriage stayed cold and the counter-curse failed, his wolf kept dying. His shift kept fading. A wolf king who could not shift was not a king for long, and every alpha beneath him would know it the moment they sensed weakness. And the enemy faction was already moving. The report told me that. They were not waiting for the curse to finish him. They were coming regardless.

*IRENE* The Cursed Alpha was a more difficult man than I wanted to admit. My heart continued to pound even hours after meeting him. There was something about his gaze that made it clear that he was not a man to bluff. If he said he’d slit my throat, he’d slit my throat. It was exciting.

I, along the line had forgotten the words of advice that was given to me. The cursed Alpha can read minds. He hears my thoughts. What was I to do now? I needed to survive. I had to. If it wasn't the cursed man who I so badly wanted to fuck then it had to be his evil aunt, who I so badly wanted to drive a stake into her black heart. I knew the choice I had to take. There was no other way. I needed to fuck the Alpha and I needed to do it soon. Three moons weren't that far away. I couldn't waste anymore time. Tonight, I shall bed the cursed king!

"I'm sorry, Cassandra. Your father and I did everything we could to help you escape this curse, but it seems the universe is against you. The prophecy always finds a way to fulfill itself." I felt weak, as if the ground was crumbling beneath my feet. Everything I feared, all the confusion consuming me... now made sense. "There has to be a way!" I exclaimed, my voice filled with desperation. "I can't accept this! It can't end like this." Ursula looked at me with sadness, but her voice was firm, realistic. "There is no escaping this, Cassandra. You and the Cursed Alpha are already emotionally entangled, more than you realize. And the worst part... the Alpha King has feelings of possession to

“You don't know the story? Even a child in this pack knows about it. Alpha was cursed by a witch.” “Cursed by a witch? Isn't that total nonsense?” “No, it isn't. Georgia isn't someone to say nonsense. Her prophecies always come to pass. She cursed Alpha to be mateless.” “To be mateless?” I scoffed, finding the whole thing funny. “It's not some joke. That was why Alpha would go to any length to bring you here. Took him a long time to finally find his mate.” “And how do you know all this?” “Duhh,” She let out while rolling her eyes. “Have you forgotten I'm Alpha's secretary? I've been working with him for years.”

Her lips stretched in an evil smile as she slid one of the straps of her dress down her shoulder. “Witch of Artemia, Greetings…” She spun around when she heard Alpha Alaric’s husky voice. Her face contorted in irritation when she saw two werewolves flanking him, but she quickly regained her composure. “What a delight to see you in better times, Alpha.”She said, giving him a sultry smile. “All thanks to you. We could have never won the war if it wasn’t for your help. I hope you can accept the gifts I have brought as a token of appreciation.”

Pure fiction bred from the mind of some poor, bored soul. Hazel frowns a little. “He had magic.” “You have magic…” Something dark shifts in Hazel. “He’s not like me, Meara. His blood is as pure as it comes. More so than that anyone that walks this earth. He’s one of the original Alpha’s, and his power could crush this entire Pack and then some.” A chill crawls over my skin, but I shrug it off. “That doesn’t mean he deserved to be cursed like this. You told me he is likely still conscious, at times, right? That’s horrifying.” The thought makes my stomach turn.