The Alpha's Virgin Slave : Submit Alpha Ian's Curse の小説・ストーリー

Something I’ve been secretly wishing for from the moment I realized I couldn’t be soulless like them, but didn’t have the guts to act on it until now. Stefan was still whipping the alpha relentlessly while the alpha screamed through his gritted teeth, cursing Stefan with a string of profanities that had Stefan whip him even harder. “I can’t wait to have you begging me to stop, you filthy animal” Stefan hissed at him. “That will never happen” the alpha said fiercely. “Oh it will happen. Once I’m done with you, you’ll be ready to suck my dick if I asked you to” he said mercilessly.

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”

My head spun, from the curse, and the feeling of an enormous alpha cock filling me, and just from everything. Too much of everything, all at once. My back bowed as I clawed at the sheets, and Ian stopped, all the way in, his supernaturally warm and heavy body pushing me down. I felt like I was about to fly apart, or maybe split in half. Fuck, but the rumors about alphas were really not exaggerated. And then Ian started to move, and I lost the plot completely. It was an overwhelming blur of curse-induced dizziness and Ian thrusting so hard I shifted up the bed, his hands anchoring my hips hard enough to bruise, and finally, impossibly, Ian's cock getting larger.

I stepped closer until I could see her pulse racing beneath her throat. “Find me my fated mate,” I growled. “Or start carving your own coffin.” I didn’t wait for her reply. I turned and strode out of the hall, my boots striking hard against the stone floor. Anger burned hotter than the curse itself. Three weeks. That’s all I had left before the curse consumed me completely. Later that day, as the moon climbed high above the pack house, whispers drifted through the servants’ quarters. “I thought Alpha Davian brought us here for well, you know… an orgy or something,” one of the she-wolves murmured.

“Alpha!” Megan could make out the hazy outline of the man who had been standing there earlier lying on the ground. Along with other men, whose faces she couldn't identify, a woman ran in his direction. Get her out of here!” “What happened , Alpha?” “She has something inside of her that resists my curse! If I can’t kill her she would remain a slave, worse than an Omega. I’ll make sure she suffers more than Diane. Nothing dares contend with me and go unpunished. Bind her in silver chains and prepare for my final enthronement.”

“The more we give in, the harsher they will be. These people are demons from hell, don’t believe the pretty games that they’re playing. It is only a matter of time before we are all fed to that disgusting Alpha…” “Hey…” the man, Ian, said, stopping me. “Both of you control your mouths, especially you, Liana. This is the Alpha that you are talking about.” “To hell with you and your Alpha.” I muttered, looking away from the man. His eyes hardened, and though I knew that I was playing with fire, I knew that I would rather do that than have myself submitting to a fate that I didn’t want. I needed to find a way out of this hell. And that wasn’t going to happen easily, they were sure to let me kno

"She defiled our sacred ceremony!" "The human must die!" "This is blasphemy!" They started to shift with glowing eyes and lengthening teeth, ready to tear me apart right there in the ceremonial hall while I knelt frozen at that chair and unable to move or think. Then the Cursed Alpha stood in one fluid motion. His power rolled off him in visible waves that made every wolf coming towards me step back. "She is mine," he roared in a voice deep and cold as a winter grave. Even the Alpha King was shocked by those words.

, I swiped down on the answer button and placed it on my ear. “Novan!” She called, her voice frantic over the phone. Only her and Micheal had the audacity to address me by my first name. I sat up straight immediately I heard the urgency of her voice, “Zelda has been kidnapped, and Brenda is heading back to pinefalls,” She blurted out, I became alert immediately and I felt my wolf jump in agitation and this time it took extra effort to suppress his voice in my head. “It’s not looking good!” She added.

They spoke of his strength, how he cut through a pack of rogues single-handedly, how even death seemed to follow wherever he went. Elysia listened but said nothing. She didn’t know what he looked like. Only the name. Alaric Varyn. The cursed Alpha. The man whose soldiers had burned her home to ash. The man whose family’s war had ended hers. They said he was cursed, that his touch brought death. That no woman lived to tell of him. But Elysia didn’t care about curses. Curses were her mother’s craft, not hers. What she cared about was vengeance.