Fated To The Alpha's Curse

r life: law books, deadlines, and the eternal circle of routine. But tonight, the stillness felt wrong, unnatural. The ai

to whip around her. The quiet streets of Ravenwood-her somnambulant town-had never felt uncomfortab

A soft hum of a far-off streetlamp danced, casting an eerie glow over the cobblestones. Her house wasn't that far anymore-

left when her parents died when she was young. She had raised Ariana here in this quiet town, far away from the life they once k

hat feeling-her imagination playing games with her, most probably. But now, as the echo of her footsteps reverberated agai

stling of the trees. But just as she reached the corner of Cedar Street, there was-the

rned her head, eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of movement. For one

she

s stared back at her from th

nd racing down what lay before her: wolves. There shouldn't be wolv

t was huge-too large for a normal animal-and in the way tha

er mind screaming at her to run. But her legs would not move,

ked toward her, eyes only for hers, shining with a strange intelligence, coursing through her v

to the air. She took a few steps back, her legs finally giving her the strength to do anything, but it w

ven bigger than the first, slammed into the gray wolf with bone-crushing force, sending it sprawling across the

ed in her mind. What was going on, she didn't know, b

led sounds of the fight came from behind her. She did not dare look back. Al

ething she couldn't explain. The second wolf, which had saved her, hadn't felt like some random act

the porch steps as her hands shook, feeling for keys. The howling of the wolves was a distant echo - the fig

her chest heaving with ragged breaths. The safety of the house e

ell had ju

n called from the living room, drawing her out

he shaking of her voice.

dmother was so light, oblivious to the

above a whisper, catchi

shifting refusing to be shaken. The quiet of the night had retu

the beginning, that whatever happened toni