The Forced Maiden For The Cursed Alpha King の小説・ストーリー

Slowly, I look up, my hazel eyes shifting from the maid to Axel, my beta, who is already approaching me. " Alpha Kade... You are shifting, " Axel whispers, his voice laced with concern. I glance down at my wrist, and my heart skips a beat. The hairs are sprouting, and my body is beginning to contort. Why is Majesty trying to break free? I ask myself, alarm rising. I close my eyes, attempting to connect with my wolf, but for the first time, Majesty refuses to listen. He's restless and agitated, and my efforts to calm him only seem to fuel his growing unease.

His smirk made my blood boil. Fight her? She wanted to kill me. The pendant against my chest burned. "Don’t just dodge. Fight." The mysterious voice echoed again, firm, commanding. But how? This bitch wanted to kill me. Sera’s claws raked across my face, splitting skin. Blood gushed. My nose throbbed. Pain lit every nerve. She laughed as I staggered. Around us, the pack roared with approval. “You’re pathetic,” she hissed. “No wonder the Alpha King rejected you!”

"You have five minutes. Actually, two minutes. Two of you get to talk. Then I'm leaving." Alpha Manuel started to speak. Abel held up a hand. "Not you. You never learn, do you?" The other six alphas looked at each other. They were scared. Finally, one of them cleared his throat. Multiple times. "One minute," I said. He cleared his throat again. "Your mother, Regal Anatoria, announced that she was attacked by a mad wolf. She claims it was your bride. The one we witnessed dying. She says the curse made her unstable. Is this true, Dark Alpha?"

The whispers pushed harder, feeding on the Alpha King’s nearness, his power calling to mine. He watched me struggle, amusement flickering in his gaze. “She stirs within you, doesn’t she? The goddess doesn’t die easily. You carry her curse as your crown.” “I carry her burden,” I spat. “Not her will.” The Alpha King drew his sword, a massive, jagged thing that shimmered with red flame. “Then prove it.” Kael stepped forward, his claws glinting. “You’ll go through me first.” The King’s eyes flicked to him, a hint of disdain curling his lip. “Ah, the mate. Loyal to a fault. But tell me, Alpha Kael… how long before her fire consumes you too?”

Had he been searching for a solution all along? And what did any of that have to do with me? I was a healer, but I couldn’t use my healing to lift curses…that was just…outrageous! The other voice pressed on. "But, Your Majesty, consider the benefits. Your curse could be lifted. Your people would be freed from fear and those vicious rumors would die down. You can finally get mated" The Alpha King's response was firm. "I'll find another way. I will not bind her to me with problems or debt."

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate . CHAPTER 3: first meeting . Mattel’s POV . "The kingdom bears the burden of a curse from the moon goddess, destined to claim the life of its heir before his thirtieth year unless he finds intimacy with his mate. His destined partner will be the object of his affection but will reciprocate with disdain, a being of low stature whom he longs to touch. She holds the cure to his affliction, yet remains forever out of reach. Only she can offer salvation to Mattel, the cursed one."

The alpha King then spoke and said, "now that I have spoken with you, this girl is yours." The alpha king laughed to himself and then gave the command for his men to bring the girl in front of him. The young woman struggled in agony and fear as she made her best effort to flee the scene. However, the alpha king gripped her tightly in his arms and kissed the back of her neck before releasing her. I was so taken aback that I let out a gasp. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and immediately turned to look at him. The Alpha King chuckled to himself and murmured, "She is completely unaware of what I have planned for the upcoming actions. Only observe what happens."

"The Alpha King is known for his unpredictability." I was led into a grand hall, filled with people bowing low to the ground. As we passed by, the whispers began. "She's so young, poor thing." "She seems weak!" "Can she satisfy the king?" "Poor girl, she will bear the child of the king and the child will be so powerless like her!" I felt my cheeks redden in embarrassment, but I held my head high. I refused to let them get the best of me. Maximus Blackwood took my hand and led me up to a raised dais. "Welcome to my pack, Felicity."

"That is what it is." "And the marks on your wrists, are those also just the arrangement?" She pulled the cloak tighter around herself and said nothing. "Jean," I said. "Please do not," she said quietly. "Do not what." "Do not look at me like that." "Like what?" She met my eyes for the first time properly. "Like you see something worth looking at." I said nothing to that. "I am serious, Your Majesty. whatever you think you see, you are wrong." "I have been Alpha King for eleven years," I said. "I am rarely wrong."

she choked out, her voice trembling, her nails digging into my skin as if she could somehow pry my fingers loose. I leaned in, my glare piercing through her, my face inches from hers. "Don’t you dare call me by my name," I hissed, my grip tightening just enough to make her whimper. "To you, I’m your king... Your Alpha." Her lips quivered, her voice barely audible as she corrected herself. "Y-your Highness..." "Good," I snapped, my tone merciless, my breath hot against her face. "You’ve finally remembered your place." Her tears fell freely as she gasped for air, her nails digging into my arm in a futile effort to loosen my hold. "But you told me," she rasped, her voice breaking, her eyes wild