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Wolves were authoritative and arrogant, especially those with an alpha blood. That was why she was finding it hard to believe what was happening before her eyes... "They are..." Celine gulped, her eyes dilated by the sight of how careful Nicklaus was holding the Human. The Alpha could snap her neck in one breath if he wanted to.. Now she was beginning to understand the curse and the future happenings. Raphael stood up from the ground and grinned at Celine... "She's the Alpha's mate.." "Nonsense! He was cursed to live without a mate by the guardian." Celine was surprised to the bone.

She placed her hands on Felicity's shoulders, just as her mother had done to her before she had left. "I promise, I won't say anything to your Alpha," Waverly said. "That is, if I ever see him again." She subtly rolled her eyes and when Felicity didn't react, Waverly focused her attention back on the woman in front of her. "Look, Felicity…I don't want to get you in trouble, but I need to know more about this curse. Please. If I'm his mate…" Felicity's eyes moved from their focal point and she shook herself free from her haze. "I can't."

he said, lacing his voice with pure unrestrained pride. "All three of you share one mate?" Queen Uria's brows lifted. She looked genuinely delighted by this information — like someone who had just been told the most interesting thing they'd heard all year. She stood and walked over, pulling me gently out of Rythan's grip and holding me at arm's length to look at me properly. "You are in very hot soup, my dear," she said, her mouth curving. "Mated to three Alpha brothers. May the Moon Goddess grant you extraordinary strength." The sarcasm was affectionate rather than cutting, and somehow that made it worse.

I said earnestly and she shrugged. “It’s nothing I guess. Our Alpha was rather deadbeat and vain so it’s all good.” She leaned in and continued in a conspiratorial whisper. “I also heard his wolf is cursed and he can never feel the mate bond. Hence holding some girl hostage because she’s mated to him.” I froze as my cheeks heated. I was that girl. My brain tried to say but I stopped it just in time. “Maybe.”

And my wolf… she stirred. Mate, she whispered. Mate. I staggered back, heat prickling across my skin. This wasn’t right. It couldn’t be right. I’d been running from death for years, but I never expected my end to come in the form of the man fate had chosen for me. Matteo Cruz Valentino. The biker Alpha. The blood-hungry wolf who wanted me erased from existence. And now? Now I was his mate. I barely processed what happened next. One of his men grabbed Briar, but Matteo held up a hand.

Caspian nodded, his gaze flickering toward the door where she lay, his expression tight with worry. "I thought we had discussed and settled this," Caspian said, his voice laced with surprise. "I didn’t expect you to react like this, Alpha." I was startled by my own outburst, my body trembling with the aftermath of my rage. "I’m sorry, Caspian," I muttered, my voice rough. "I think it’s the curse surging. It’s making me… unstable." Or was it something else? Was the Moon Goddess playing another game? Was she the reason my mate couldn’t sense me?

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.

“She's at home, Chico. She's worried about you.” I stared outside, where our Alpha stood with Coda and my mate. I had a mate, it felt surreal. He had gotten some clothes on, the same pair as the ones he had ruined earlier. They seemed to be in a deep conversation, and while Alpha Thorne was calm and composed like he usually was, Coda seemed close to snapping, though he maintained a neutral face. Hunter sat beside me. “So, you found your mate,” he murmured, looking in the direction of my eyes. “He has quite the aura.”

It was no longer blue like the ocean but now red, not just red but bright red. “Wow, you are an Alpha,” she felt her bones weaken at the moment, “But you have bright red eyes...” she trailed off. “I'm a true Alpha, not just an Alpha.” Stiles replied before her brain could process words to say. “So,” he started again, “Who else knows about what you saw?” He was Beginning to run out of patience. “No one, I haven't told anyone about it yet.” Having heard her answer to his question, Stiles breathed out in relief. Not that he was scared about humans knowing about his true self but because he didn't want to put anyone in danger, when he was also in danger.

Even the faint hope of my father’s protection. And yet… beneath the despair, the sparks still burned. The pull I couldn’t deny. The terrifying truth that bound me to the man who had just claimed me like a possession. The Alpha King. Killian. Mine. Or maybe—I was his.