The Cursed Alphas Human Mate Novels & Stories

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.

I was relaxing with some cucumber on my eyes when I felt a soft hand touch mine. “Hey, honey.” It was Rose. She was the oldest of the women. As they explained to me, alphas usually took over from their fathers as soon as they were old enough to mate. That was usually around eighteen. Rose and her mate never had children of their own, which left me wondering who would take over from them. I didn’t want to pry into their personal business, so I refrained from asking. “Hi!” I smiled while one of the staff continued with my manicure.

I said to him with a frown on my face. He was smiling, or more like creepily smiling, “Oh it’s indeed a normal occurrence, although frown upon from the purist, but never there are three alphas having a mating bond with a human before. Alphas always mating with lunas or omegas, never even consider a non-rank, or even a… human.”

"What are you talking about?" "The curse is a parasitic bond," Hestia whispered, her gaze dropping to the floor. "The First Alpha didn't lose his mate to a bursting heart. He lost her because the mark drained her. A True Alpha’s power is a bottomless well, Zayden. When you mark a human, the bond doesn't just share strength—it begins to feed. It will pull every ounce of life from Kaelira to sustain your Alpha mantle. You will grow stronger, immortal even, while she withers into dust before your eyes."

“And if she rejects you?” Lucien looked over the rim of his glass, eyes gleaming like molten silver. “She won’t.” His eyes darkened dangerously, “She can’t.” He walked to the bar and poured more wine into his glass, the dark liquid catching the candlelight. He took a slow sip, savoring it like a fond memory. “Do you know what makes an Alpha so predictable?” He asked. He didn’t wait for Cobon to form an answer, “They protect by claiming. They cage what they love. Eventually, everything inside that cage suffocates. She will feel it first. She will start to dream of escape.”

That's why I have the courage come here for a request Immediately I came, they all turned to me, with the same look they had, the first time I came here to tell them about Xanthea getting engaged with the cursed child. “My father is dead. Xanthea would soon be the next Alpha and Aria his Luna” I began. The room silence like that of a cemetery. “Her curse is really shaking the pack, but my brother is too blind to see that. And that's why I need your help” Alpha Mui adjusted himself, placed his hands on the desk infront of him and said “what do you want me to do?” My gaze darkened “I want them dead”

Some of the younger wolves were actually backing away from me like I might contaminate them. "Two mates," someone whispered. "Isn’t that like a curse?" "It's a sign," another voice agreed. "A dark one." I tried to push myself up, but my arms were shaking too badly. The rejection should have worked. The bond should be broken. Instead, I could still feel both Alphas like phantom limbs, their presence burning in my mind. “We have to get rid of this disgusting thing,” the words came from Lady Morwen Veylor, Caelum's aunt. She stood at the edge of the circle, her elegant features twisted with disgust.

Amelia said causing Isabel to scoff. "Well, you have a point. We can't tell them you're the alpha's mate cause they're never gonna believe you but you know, instead of claiming we're looking for the alpha, how about we just mention that we're looking for the beta instead? I mean, the main reason they'll never believe we've even met the alpha is cause he never shows his face to just anyone but if we use the beta instead and maybe claim that one of us is his mate, they might let us in," Isabel replied suggestively.

He bowed and what little fragment of my mind that remained intact shattered. This was not a joke – not a dream. I was standing before the cursed alpha and his beta. His beta just called himself my beta. My wolf was not delusional. This was happening. It was real. I was the cursed alpha’s mate. “Come, we are leaving,” the cursed alpha grabbed my hand and I almost wrenched it back. “S – Sir, where are we going?” I asked. The corners of his lips pulled up in a ghost of a smile – a smile that made me swallow.

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.”