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Looking at the not too familiar features up close knocked fucking breath out of my lungs. His beautifully sculpted chiseled jawline, lashes that could compete with mine and his dark hair that fell to his eyes, making my fingers itch to touch them. I could study his entire build for days and never get tired but the cocky smirk that curled up his lips and the mate scent that hit my nose threw me right back to reality. ‘Mate!’ my no-name wolf growled again, more possessively and a sob threatened to escape my lips. Alpha Alexander was my mate? No! This was probably some sick joke the moon goddess was playing with me because just how cruel will that ‘bitch’ be?

He avoid looking at her. Facing the front,her eye contact with a girl. "Jane" the professor called and she faced the front. "Yes,professor?" She looked away from him, (Moon stone park, evening) Alpha Gregor, sitting by the supreme Alpha left hand raise a question."What do you have to stay on our suggestion," "He will find his mate soon,''Lucas do not want to force the ignorant boy to anything, finding a mate is just something the can't ignore. Alpha Demien further asks "your highness,Have you forgotten how we searched the whole pack member for his mate?,"

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

“You’re making the mating bond sound like it’s a curse.” From Mira’s perspective, the mating bond was more than just a gift. It was a curse to her because right now all she could think of was the Alpha while her monster was raging with bloodlust. That bloodlust turned the mating bond into a curse. As long as the bloodlust still reigned in her, the mating bond would always be a curse. “You will not kill the Alpha,” the woman said before she stood up. “Trust me on this one.” “Don’t push your luck.”

Lucy screamed she wasn't expecting the alpha to say that no amount of pu**y she gives to the alpha will make him send his mate away she thought it will be easy to get rid of me she never knew that I am here to chase her out of Darian's life. "You heard him please go out I need to speak with my mate" I whispered close to her ear making the word mate sound silent that Darina doesn't hear me. Lucy hissed loudly tapping her foot on the floor she gave me a deadly glare before going out of the room while I close the door behind me now I am left with the alpha alone in this room a cursed alpha who might end up killing me but I don't know why I am not just scared of him even after when the old witch

"You're lying." "Am I?" Think how the curse works. How it spreads along lines of loyalty and love. How it engineering's the precise emotional circumstances to draw an Empath in." She takes another sip of drink. "Whatever witch placed that curse did it with ultimate knowledge. She understood that an Alpha such as your werewolf would eventually seek out an Empath. And she made certain not only did he find one but that attempting to assist him would kill them both." "Why? Why would someone create such a curse?"

Their Alpha, Harris, was supposedly cursed, and every mate he’d ever had met a horrible end. "What do they want?" Thorne demanded, his voice sharp. "Alpha Harris is invoking the Moon Goddess Pact… he’s looking for a marriage alliance," the guard stammered. "He needs a female willing to be his Luna, to stop the fighting within his pack." The Elders shot panicked looks at each other. No one wanted to join that cursed pack. No parents would ever send their daughter to such a dangerous place. But I saw my chance. I got to my feet and walked towards the guard, every step solid and sure.

What could our pack possibly have that the notorious Alpha Damon would want? Alpha Damon ruled the Bloodmoon Pack in the northern mountains. Even I had heard the terrifying stories about him. They said he was cursed, that every woman he'd ever taken as a mate had died within a year of their bonding. Some whispered that he killed them himself when he grew bored. Others claimed his very touch was poisonous to women. "She'll do perfectly for what he needs," Kane continued, his voice growing fainter as they moved down the hall. "A virgin omega with no family to complain when she disappears. It's a win for everyone involved."

When I turned to the next page, the word cursed startled me, but my curiosity deepened. I was cursed. A witch accused me of killing her son. “A curse?” I uttered and continued reading. Making myself comfortable in the corner of the room. I was the Alpha King. I ruled my people with honor. But just like other men, I was lost. For years I searched for my mate. Without any luck, I spoon around with girls. I dated many and had sex. A werewolf’s heart is bound to his mate only and, upon death, shall separate them.

That we were kids again, where i would listen to her lies and ignore it because i knew no one would ever believe me over her. This time I’m silent because I refuse to waste my energy on her. “It doesn’t matter if you move on with Alpha Cassiel.” She opened her purse and pulled out a sleek tube of lipstick, reapplying it with slow, practiced strokes. “An alpha like him will want an heir eventually. Give it a year. Maybe two. And while I’ll marry Matthias and give him a child… You will be barren. Defective. No matter how strong you get, that womb of yours is just a graveyard now, isn’t it?”