The Cursed Alphas Human Mate Novels & Stories

he hissed in a broken voice, possessive and filled with eternal fidelity. He leaned forward and, with a firm movement, sank his fangs directly into the base of my neck. The pain was a fleeting spark, replaced immediately by a wave of mystical heat that sealed our souls forever. The Alpha’s mark was etched into my cinnamon skin, uniting our cores in an indestructible bond that no Council could ever dissolve. I fell into a silver haze of absolute fulfillment, protected by the massive arms of my mate.

Even though I am being dragged away, I turn my head to watch Nina walk away towards the Packhouse. She doesn't want to come with me to meet the she-wolves. I don't understand why. You would think she would be keen for me to find my mate so I can break her curse once and for all. But I don't get her sometimes. After meeting all the available she-wolves, I hadn’t felt my mate bond with them. They were very disappointed that I was their mate. I return to the packhouse. 'So, tell me, was any of the ladies your mate?' Alpha Anslo asks.

I asked, unsure whether I should be grateful or terrified. Meeting three of the Union’s strongest Alphas—leaders of my former pack—was well beyond anything I could’ve prepared for. Cynthia, still composed, a smile still plasted on her face “We’re here to help you. There’s a way to remove the mate bond.” “What?!” I gasped. “Remove the mate bond? That’s impossible! I’ve never heard of that—anywhere!” It sounded absurd. I’d spent half my life inside the largest library in Royal City, buried in scrolls and records.

“We all act human around humans. You wouldn’t even know we’re not—thanks to the training from me, their alpha. And since you’re a stray werewolf, there are a few things you need to learn.” Jeff led Derek inside the building. Inside, a beautiful woman lay on a single bed in the corner. “You’re back,” she smiled warmly. Jeff leaned down and kissed her. “I finally found him.” “Hi,” she said softly, and Derek smiled back. “Hi,” he replied, looking around the house, taking it all in. “This is Dina, my mate. Dina, this is Derek—the stray werewolf,” Jeff introduced. Dina stood and approached Derek with a warm smile. “Nice to meet you. Welcome.”

My brother won't meet my eyes, his gaze fixed firmly on the polished wood surface before him. Marcus ? I try to mind link him again, but receive nothing but silence in return. Taking a deep breath, I move to my seat at the head of the table. Whatever is wrong with my brother can wait. Right now, I need to get through this meeting quickly so I can find Alora. "Alpha," Elder Samuel begins, his weathered face grave. "We have received concerning information about your mate. There are whispers that she may be... a red wolf." The words hit me like a physical blow. My gaze snaps to Marcus, who still won't look at me. There's only one way the council could know this. My own brother has betrayed us.

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.

“Alpha, this is rare. You're finding and bringing in strays. The territorial council will have something to say about this.” “Yes, but it’s not in my nature to turn away pregnant females no matter their circumstances.” He replied without hesitation. The door closed softly, leaving me thinking. There were only two Alphas that answered to the Territorial Council. The Northern Alpha King and the Southern Alpha King. This Alpha that just left didn’t sound like Alpha Sergius, the Northern Alpha King, the rude, and cold man I had a one night-stand with. He sounded very gentle and nice. How was it that the goddess let me cross the path of the two Alpha Kings?

His time had ended the moment his own words were played before the council of wolves. I watched him, not with pity but with a cold satisfaction. As they dragged him past me, I leaned in close enough for only him to hear. “How does it feel to be betrayed?” He did not answer. His silence was louder than any retort, his eyes burning as they hauled him away to the trial house, where the Elders would deliver his sentence. The hall still buzzed with disbelief, but Elder Elric’s voice steadied it again. “There is no rule against Alphas taking a human as his mate. It is unusual, yes. But not forbidden.”

I looked at Dylan who glanced at me and started, “Why are they going to get killed? Huh, Luc? It’s not a sin” “It is… Dylan. It is a sin in our world. We cannot fall in love with a human. We are bound to our mates. We should marry them as per the rules” Lucas argued. “What if Mason’s mate is a human?” I pointed out. “No, Aiden, it can’t be… We can’t have human mates. You are the future alpha. At least you should know that” Lucas said to me and I began to think about me and Emily. “Luc, I really like her, man…” Mason said to him.

His mind raced with thoughts of the prophecy that had troubled him for a long time, its words stuck in his mind like an inescapable curse. Mattel's hands shook as he reached for the old scroll on his desk, its paper yellow with age. He unrolled it slowly, as if he was afraid to face what it said. The words seemed to tease him as he read them again, their meaning unclear and mysterious. "The cursed alpha shall find his mate, but she shall loathe him with every fiber of her being. Only through intimate contact with his mate shall the curse be lifted, and the alpha shall find redemption in her embrace."