Novel & Cerita The Cursed Alpha's Mate Pdf

Alaric said wringing his hands. “You are forgetting something, my boy… Your mate doesn’t have to be a werewolf. I know that it is very rare for a werewolf to have a human mate but there have been cases. It would be foolish to assume that you can’t have a human mate.” Alaric staggered as he said, “But, I am an Alpha. I have never heard of an Alpha with a Human mate.” “If it never has happened in the past, it doesn’t mean it will never happen again in the future.” His aunt said shrugging her shoulders.

Everyone knew that name, the most powerful Alpha in all the territories. “You’re my mate,” he said simply, his voice rough and deep. I stared at him, my mind spinning. “That’s not possible. I’m already married, I can’t….” “The mate bond doesn’t lie,” he said quietly. My wolf surged forward, desperate and wanting, but my logical mind screamed at me to run. This couldn’t be happening. I tried to step back toward the door but something pulled at me, an invisible thread connecting us that wouldn’t let me leave.

After all, she was convinced I used my curse to make Ethan my mate. Behind me, my mother’s voice softened, her words soothing as she comforted Tessa who, for some reason, had started crying again. I shut my bedroom door as I entered, leaned against it, and slid to the floor as loud, wracking sobs tore out of me. My shoulders shook, my breath coming in gasps. Why did my life have to be this pathetic? I had dreamt of meeting my mate since I was ten years old, hoping he would love me, hoping he would save me.

I was bound for death, and the child i was carrying, was fate after all. But things didn't add up. The curse needed an Alpha. It needed entanglement, a bond already forming, a man already being pulled toward her. Every woman in this book had triggered it the same way, without knowing, without meaning to, simply by existing near the wrong person at the wrong time.

Rhea’s POV “Never, that’s impossible!” Alpha Malric turned his back to me as if even looking at me had become a violation. His shoulders were rigid with strain, his jaw set hard enough to crack stone. The fading glow of the curse marks still burned across his skin, but his control had returned just enough for cruelty to take its place. “You think this is some twisted fantasy you can step into and claim?” he asked, his voice low and cutting. “You walk into my life, kiss me while I am bound and half consumed, and then declare yourself my fated mate.”

She fists my hair, anchoring us together, and I’m lost, drowning in the rightness of her. Somewhere in the haze, sanity flickers. The curse. Her mate. Our rival packs. Three laws shattered now. Harboring an enemy. Stealing a promised mate. And the sin not even whispered in council chambers—craving another alpha’s betrothed with every atom of my cursed blood. I don’t care anymore.

A Mating Mark. The moment I looked at the mark, the air exploded. A sound ripped through the ritual hall that wasn't human, wasn't wolf, but something so terrifying that rattled the very foundations of the palace. It was a low, feral growl that started in the Cursed Alpha's chest and vibrated outward, a sound of profound rage and undeniable possession. His silver eyes were no longer cold. They were burning, focused entirely on the pulsing mark on my wrist. The scar tissue around his mouth seemed to pull tighter as his lips barely parted.

" I snapped. There was a massaging oil on the stool, I quickly grabbed it and applied it smoothly on his spotless back and massaged him gently. For some reason, I felt drawn to him. Is he my mate? Why am I so attracted to this Alpha? I already accepted my mate's rejection, can I still get another mate? That's impossible, right? Meanwhile, Alpha Marcus filled his glass up with the dry gin on the bottle for the fifth time and drank it all up at once. He was about to refill the sixth time when Gamma Drake stopped him. "My Alpha, what's the issue? You've been drinking for so long."

He was saved by a member of the very pack that sought to destroy his kingdom. As the battle raged on, the current alpha of the Sun Pack, a wise and powerful wolf, observed the unfolding tragedy. Seeing the devastation and recognizing Bridget’s determination to prevent the war, he raised his head and howled a solemn curse upon Cyrus and his pack. “As long as there is no love in your hearts, there shall always be sickness upon your land.” Cyrus, however, only laughed arrogantly at the curse, dismissing it as superstition. With a wave of his paw, he led a devastating counterattack, striking down the members of the Sun Pack with brutal force.

**** I didn't wait for my presence to be announced before barging into the throne room. The Alpha who had been busy reading some documents, quickly set them down. His face contorted in a frown at seeing me. "What the hell are you doing back here?" He fired at me. "That's not a nice way to greet your mate and Luna, now is it?" I asked, quickly gathering all my courage as I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around him in a hug. His wonderful scent invaded my nostrils, dazing me a bit. He smelt of cedarwood mixed with citrus, a strong but warm scent that tickled my senses, building up reactions I could have never expected.