The Cursed Alphas Human Mate Mga Nobela at Kwento

She sits there in her seat in quiet contemplation before turning her knowing eyes in my direction as if sensing that I have already figured out the riddle of the prophecy. “A wolf can not be made without being bitten by their mate.” At the sound of my voice, all eyes turn in my direction. “The Alpha wolf’s mate is a human isn’t she?” Understanding dawns on the faces in front of me, with only Beta Charles wearing a look of utter confusion, as usual.

“She doesn’t want an Alpha.” “No—” “Yes, Dad.” I cut in, and this time it isn’t just my voice rising—there’s something beneath it, something that answers him, pushes back just as hard. “Nyra doesn’t want an Alpha. She IS the Alpha. And she has a mate.” “That pathetic human?!” His voice crashes through the room, loud enough to rattle the air itself. “He’s not what she wants.” “You don’t get to decide that.” He steps in close.

’ Ember growls in my mind. “OK but that’s Goddess-given mates, not chosen mates.” I say. “But still… This is some news…” I trail off, my mind swirling from the bomb that was just dropped. Of all the things they could have said I wasn’t expecting a mating contract between Mars and Hazel! Alpha Mars is considered one of the most ruthless, bloodthirsty Alphas in the last few centuries. He isn’t known as the future Alpha King of War for nothing. Heck! He probably eats rogue werewolf casserole for dinner! ‘He’s probably part vampire since he loves blood and killing so much.’ Ember snorts.

I frowned remembering how I fought with Roy and how I was bitterly beaten. "I think we’re weak because of the curse," Caspian says, his voice low and rumbling. "We're weak because of the curse placed on us by the witches. The only way to break the curse is to find our true mate. And I think this human, this Harley, is our mate." I feel a surge of disbelief, mixed with a flicker of hope. "A human? As my mate? That's ridiculous. How could a human ever be a mate for an alpha like me?"

The doctor hesitates, then asks, "Are you the Alpha’s mate?" My heart skips a beat. Zoe's eyes widen, and she opens her mouth, but nothing comes out. I can only stare at the doctor, his expression grim yet curious. "You see," he continues, stepping closer, "our pack... it’s been cursed with childlessness for over five years. There hasn’t been a single birth, no matter what we've tried. The curse... no one knows the reason behind it, but it’s said that the Alpha’s mate is the one who will break it. The last Luna, Luna Serena, couldn't... for reasons unknown." He looks at Zoe with something close to awe. "Now, if it’s true that the Alpha’s mate would be able to break the curse, then... that me

We all heard the stories. Not only did werewolves and vampires exist, but so did soulmates. Not that many humans witnessed these things and lived to tell the tale. It was an unspoken understanding in the world. They existed and in return for our blind eye and silence, they let us live. They say that when werewolves find their soulmates they know right away. That once they have seen their mates they would burn the world for them. To protect them. They say that it's even worse with Alphas. That Alphas are extremely possessive and protective of their mates.

There was a legacy in the pack that stated that the Alpha's mate was to marry from a prestigious family within the pack. It was unheard of that the alpha would take his mate from the outside world. The Alpha's mate has always been believed to be the strongest in the pack, thus making her worthy of being the Luna. "You are the new Luna of our pack," I said to her via telepath, and she remained speechless because the announcement came out of the blue. "What?" She exclaimed looking confused. " You must be kidding, right?" she asked with a serious expression " I am a stranger here do you know what you are doing right now?" She shouted and everyone kept mute.

If you don't think about the length or the missing material on the upper side. To be honest, anything she wore would look sinful because how to get that body flat on my bed was the only thing I could think about. I mentally pat myself on the back whenever I think about how well I've endured. Alphas usually claim their mates within a month no matter the circumstances. Sure, her first death and Astra played a good part but still, a round of applause for me.

Humans began to fight against the wolves and the packs began to wipe out the humans. Eventually, both Alphas died after the world was in a constant state of war for decades because of a woman. It was said the human woman took her own life when she was stolen from her mate. The Alpha who had stolen her was murdered in his bed and the Alpha who was the woman’s mate cursed the moon goddess and because of that, she took away her gift of fated bonds.

Amy’s intimidating presence made the girls cower. The scowl on her face, while she looked daggers at them, got cold sweat forming on their faces. Only Esther remained clueless due to her lack of ability to sense pheromones. The pheromones of Alpha had the power to subdue the lower ranking werewolves. The Amy right now made them want to kneel and beg for forgiveness. “I-I—” Janice stuttered out, hardly finding it within her to compose a coherent sentence.