Romans & histoires The Forced Maiden For The Cursed Alpha King

She snapped her fingers at me, as if not knowing him is a sin. "Is it required to know him?" I replied sarcastically, shrugged my shoulders, and continued wiping the window. "I can't believe you. And you're not even interested?" She shook her head in disbelief. "He's the most powerful and feared Alpha ever existed. But the problem is... He never got a mate because stories says all the women who became his mate died mysteriously. Some even say they were... Cursed," she added when she did not receive an answer from me. I faced her again. Her last words seemed to have caught my attention.

I died for what was not my doing. My husband. My father. Jane… Why would Jane betray me? That question was the loudest in my mind. Flashbacks of my rejection and desperation to get away from the monster. I died, but then I awakened to find myself here. In his kingdom, left to face his wrath. No one knows why the cursed Alpha King takes one female from one tribe a year. We only know once they cross the gates, it’s death after. And now with a failed escape mission, the guard’s words echo in my head again.

"But you are right ... looks like Pack Silver Moon and Alpha Adler will be punished very badly this time." It took him a few moments to digest what he had just said. A feeling of panic suddenly emerged from within me. "Who ... "My voice sounded choked up so I repeated again, "Who is your Alpha?" The woman just smiled while looking at me with her eyes that looked satisfied. I just walked into his trap. "See you later, Caroline. I thought Alpha would be visiting you this afternoon." He walked towards the door and opened it. Even though it was only for a moment, I could see a large metal door across from this door. A strange man stood guard at that door.

The man’s face turned purple. “Rafael!” Lucien growled quickly. “Let him be.” Rafael dropped the man instantly, slightly bowing his head as he clenched his fist around his sword's hilt.. The tension in the palace was suffocating. “Father...” Lucien started again. But the king slammed his golden staff down. “Silence, Lucien!” The King's growl sent shivers down my spine, and the hall fell dead quiet. “Seraphina Ashwood,” the king declared, “by my power, I announce that... you are stripped of your rank. You are no longer Alpha-born. From this day, you are an Omega and a slave to the pack.”

The two sisters locked eyes, their gazes filled with animosity. Sapphire's malevolent smile revealed her determination for revenge, even if it meant joining forces with Drake, her so-called half-cousin. The weight of her mother's curse paled in comparison to the malevolence she planned to unleash. The Alpha king's discovery of his mate brought him close to redemption, but Sapphire refused to allow that. She vowed to make him fall at her feet, begging for mercy. She knew exactly where to begin.

Her lips curled up into a smirk, finding the courage to tilt her head up before murmuring, " Maybe we, Alphas are born to break the rule." She looked into his lonely eyes. It was her first time, making eye contact with King Rafe so close. Before this, she followed his asserted rules, giving her back only to fulfill his demand. Anger and frustration flashed from his eyes. In his fit of rage, he grabbed her hair possessively, bringing her mouth closer to give only a few inches of space between their lips, " You aren't Alpha anymore! You are my mistress, my slave, Seraya."

A shudder rolled through his massive shoulders. “I don’t care what this curse is,” I said, stepping closer, so close now that I could feel the humid heat rolling off his body, sticky with sweat, blood, and ancient, malevolent magic. “You are mine, Kaiden Valen, Alpha King of Aethoria, you belong to me.” Another flash of emerald, this one stronger, brighter. His massive chest heaved. “Come back to me,” I whispered, desperate, raw. “Please.” The creature’s lips trembled, twisted between a snarl and something like pain.

He is the only White wolf, a blessing of Moon goddess and was named the Great Alpha Alistair Vane but a full moon night changed his fate and stripped him away from the title. Now he is just Alistair Vane, the king of Lycanor Kingdom, an abomination of his pack. Even so, compared to the other wolves, every emotion heightens within him on full moon, including the need but no matter how much sex he had with Maeve, he cannot be satiated because she is not his mate. He gave a look at the sleeping woman beside him and sat up, feeling the restlessness grow inside him and got down the bed, walking towards the window.

Felix came up and stood beside Calhoun, he collected the blood-stained sword from him. "My king... I... I never expected that you would kill her." Felix said. "I never expected that." "I am Calhoun Montego, I am the Alpha king of the Wisteria pack. I fear nobody." Calhoun announced. "And I'm not a respecter of anyone too. So if you are going to stand against me, ensure that you can manage my wrath." "My king, don't threaten them. They are already afraid-"

Despite facing hard times, I swore that I wasn't going to trade my virginity for anybody who wasn't paired with me by the Moon goddess. I imagined how it would be one of the sweetest memories when I'd be entangled in my mate's arms on a soft bed, showered with kisses. But the reverse was the case. My virginity was about to be forcefully taken by a ruthless King most painfully. To even think that he wanted to defile me for the first time on his table filled me with disgust and hatred! What happened to his bed? Was that how worthless I had become? Once the beloved daughter of an Alpha, but now reduced to the Alpha King's property.