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Dive into the enchanting world crafted by Moon_Flood in the book titled "The Cursed Alpha's Mate." This mesmerizing tale weaves a narrative of Prince Valens, burdened with the weight of immortality and an unyielding curse, alongside Aysel, a girl ensnared in the shadows of a tragic past, counting down to her own fateful end.
Prince Valens, known as the cursed prince, roams the earth relentlessly for over a century, his heart turned cold and his demeanor ruthless as he seeks someone to break the shackles that bind him. In his quest, he invades packs, orchestrating takeovers to find his destined Luna, until fate leads him to Aysel, the key to his redemption.
Aysel carries the tainted blood of traitors within her, scarred by the actions of her parents who paid the ultimate price for defying the alpha they sought to overthrow. Left alone to bear the weight of their legacy, she endures a life marred by abuse, rejection, and despair until the cursed alpha crosses her path, offering salvation in an unexpected form.
As Aysel rises from the shadows to claim her newfound power, those who once scorned her now bow at her feet. However, challenges loom on the horizon as an ex-lover resurfaces, a vengeful alpha plots their downfall, and Aysel grapples with the revelation of her true identity.
Amidst this turbulent backdrop of betrayals and secrets, can the bond between Aysel and Valens withstand the trials ahead? Will they defy the odds and forge a future together, or will the forces working against them tear their fledgling relationship apart? Join Moon_Flood on a journey brimming with intrigue, passion, and the timeless struggle between fate and choice in "The Cursed Alpha's Mate."
Part 1: The Cursed Alpha's Mate story line
Part 2: The main characters of The Cursed Alpha's Mate
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The story of a prince cursed with immortality and a girl counting down the days to death. An Alpha in search of his Luna and an omega once rejected. They call Prince Valens the cursed prince. Wandering the earth for over a hundred years in search of someone to break his curse, he has become cold, brutal and unapologetic. He invades packs in search of his mate, staging takeovers, until he meets her; his curse-breaker. Aysel has the blood of a traitor in her veins. Eleven years ago, her parents led an attack to overthrow the Alpha. They lost and got slaughtered, leaving her behind to bear the burden of their tainted legacy. Abused, broken and rejected, she has no hope of a better life until she meets him; the cursed alpha. Her saviour. Those who mocked Aysel now fall on their faces to please her but with an ex desperate to get her back, a scorned alpha hellbent on ruining them and her identity emerging, will the relationship between Aysel and Valens work out?
Male (Prince Valens): Prince Valens, known as the cursed prince due to his immortality, has roamed the earth for over a century seeking someone to break his curse. Described as cold, brutal, and unapologetic, he forcefully takes over packs in his relentless search for his mate until he encounters Aysel, the one destined to break his curse. His demeanor reflects years of solitude and longing for freedom from his immortal state, making him a complex character who finally finds hope and salvation in Aysel.
Female (Aysel): Aysel carries the tainted legacy of her parents, who attempted to overthrow the Alpha, leading to their demise and leaving her with the burden of their traitorous past. Enduring abuse, rejection, and brokenness, she sees no prospect for a better life until she crosses paths with Prince Valens, the cursed alpha. As their fates intertwine, she transforms from a victim to a figure of strength and newfound power—the savior of Valens. Challenges emerge as her past resurfaces, threatening the stability of their budding relationship amidst external threats and internal turmoil. The dynamic between Aysel and Valens unfolds amidst intricate layers of identity, loyalty, and destiny.
The Cursed Alpha's Mate Chapter 2
“Aysel.” I curled away from the person touching me.
I didn’t want to open my eyes. I refused to awaken to a world that hated me. The only thing I wanted was to sleep the sleep of death to join my parents in the world after. I didn’t deserve any of the pain and suffering that awaited me in the world of the living.
“Aysel, wake up.” My eyes fluttered open when the person shaking me refused to relent. “You have five minutes to eat before Monica comes barging in.” Celeste pushed a tray of food to me.
“I’m not hungry.” I sat up in my dark room, wiping caked blood off my lips. “What time is it?” I didn’t know how long I’d succumbed to the darkness.
“It’s morning.” Celeste brushed aside my question with haste, pushing the tray of food to me again. “The Feast of the Moon continues today. You have a lot of work waiting for you so you better eat now before you collapse doing your duties.”
It’ll be unfortunate to faint while working today yet my stomach was a tight knot that wanted nothing in it.
I staggered to my feet to change my clothes. The Feast of the Moon was a sacred and revered event held once a year. It would be folly to ruin it by showing up in a bloody dress whether I was an irrelevant omega or a powerful alpha.
Celeste sucked in a sharp breath when I took off my clothes with my back to her. There was no need to look into a mirror; I knew what she saw and I didn’t have a mirror. I felt the sting of Bethel’s belt on my back as if it happened a few minutes ago.
My teeth gnashed as I pulled on a clean black shirt, the stiff material of the cloth brushing against open injuries.
“I’ll talk to him,” my best friend vowed. I turned to her with a sharp glare.
“Don’t you dare.”
Celeste didn’t understand what I went through in this pack. As the beta’s daughter, everyone loved and adored her. She had pretty strawberry blonde hair and large, expressive hazel eyes. She was a beta, like her parents. Her parents never tried usurping the alpha. The only blemish on her person was her friendship with me.
The Cursed Alpha's Mate Chapter 3
“You can’t let them win,” I repeated my mantra in my head as two men held me down while a third lashes at me. The wounds on my back never healed. I didn’t go a week without being introduced to one or more new ways of torture. I’d developed a high tolerance to pain and to keep me down, Redville pack got more creative in their methods.
“They won’t break your spirit.” If I proved deeper, I’d find my spirit in shambles – what was left of it – but my mantra kept me going. The Redville wolves used me as their lab rat – the victim that they tested out new methods of torture on.
“I’ll be strong.” These words repeated in my head, a steady mantra that lived with me for the past eleven years.
Eleven years ago, my parents betrayed the pack. I had friends and a good life until they ruined it. They wanted more. My father wanted Alpha Zavier’s position and he went for it. My mother never learnt not to support her mate so through it all, through the secrets, the going about behind the pack, the infiltration of the Alpha’s circle and the subsequent attack, she supported him. I’d been nothing but a nine-year-old whose parents turned traitors.
They didn’t even get to rain down fire and brimstone as they planned. A close friend – a man my father promised would be his Beta at the end of the coup – chickened out at the last minute and went running to Alpha Zavier. He played double-agent for my father and Alpha Zavier but really, all his loyalty shifted to the Alpha. He didn’t believe my father could pull it off so thanks to him, the mission failed before its completion.
My mantra couldn’t help me this time. The chants in my head, the desperation to hold on to something, to find a bit of inner strength so I didn’t break, failed me that day. It had become too much. This, heaped on everything else I endured since yesterday, went past the mental barrier I struggled to keep in place all these years.
They’d broken me.
It was my worst fear coming to bitch-slap me. I tried to keep a part of myself, hold on to a bit of strength so I didn’t come off as a loser like my father but it ran in my blood. I couldn’t succeed. Whatever I did had to be wrong. Everything I laid my hands on failed.
The Cursed Alpha's Mate Chapter 4
I loved Lucien once. Along with Celeste, he’d been my best friend. His parents always quarrelled with him to stay away from me but he never listened to them. Things started to change when we entered high school six years ago. As we are older than Celeste by a year, it left the two of us as high school friends and Celeste still in middle school.
It was around that time his infatuation with Skylar began. She’d been the hottest girl in our high school. I didn’t blame him for abandoning our friendship and choosing her. They made a golden couple – the Beta’s son with his mop of curly black hair, lean muscular build, and long legs and the Alpha’s daughter with the perfect figure eight and shiny long hair.
Lucien couldn’t be friends with me while dating Skylar who hated me from childhood. She abhorred me even before she had a reason to. I let him choose his girlfriend before me but he wouldn’t let me go. He gave me false hopes that ruined what little reputation I had amongst my peers.
“Are you okay?” I could only nod at Celeste’s question while her brother cleaned my wounds. I assumed Skylar sucked out all the niceness in him through one of their many public kisses but he proved me wrong by coming to my aide and patching me up.
“These will scar.” He sounded disturbed.
Scars were nothing new to me. Scars decorated my back in their numbers, a map of whips, belts, canes, and everything else I’d been beaten with. The scars on my back were nothing; the scars on my mind were a telling of the pain that would never fade. I could cover my back and pretend I had nothing but smooth skin behind me but my mind lay bare to me, a constant agonizing torture.
“It doesn’t matter.” I pulled away from his lingering touch.
The Cursed Alpha's Mate Chapter 5
“What is that noise?” Monica asked for the tenth time while I washed the dishes used for the morning ceremony.
The Feast of the Moon would come to an end this night with a pack run and an initiation into the pack for those that mated into the pack within the last year. Every werewolf able to shift was expected to honour the Alpha’s Call at the first sight of the full moon. Alpha Zavier would howl to call his pack and those who could, would rend their human forms and gallop into the woods for the final ritual of the Feast of the Moon. The rest of us stood outside with our faces raised to the moon, praying for a successful initiation and the opportunity to partake in the next Feast of the Moon.
“What noise?” Claudia asked, pausing her washing to listen.
Omegas didn’t have as good senses as other wolves. We were the weak links in most packs, valued only for our empathy and service. Monica as a Beta could hear sounds hundreds of miles away but we the omegas could barely hear what went on a few feet away from us if we didn’t listen.
“It sounds like a stampede.” Monica frowned. The other girls in the kitchen paused at that. It was still early evening so it couldn’t be the Alpha’s Call that caused the stampede.
As a latent wolf, I had worse senses than all the other omegas so when one after the other, their ears picked up the sound of people rushing away, I still couldn’t hear anything. My senses were as bad as a human’s as a latent wolf- a shifter with a wolf trapped within.
I didn’t hear the sound of the chaos until it entered the pack house. A true stampede. People were running, yelling, doors slammed here and there, rattling the pack house. The other omegas in the room were frozen along with me as our pack mates fled from goddess knew what.
“What is happening?” A girl beside me asked the frozen room. It pulled Monica out of her frozen trance.
“Continue working. I’ll find out what is going on.” She closed the door behind her as she exited the kitchen on legs that quivered. Without her supervision, the kitchen turned into a chattering room.