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Break My Curse: Heart of The Lycan King Chapter 1
Being the daughter of an alpha isn’t some glamorous, fairy-tale life. It’s hell. Or at least it is for me. I’m Olivia Archer, the only child of Alpha Drake Archer of the Nightfall Pack. Sounds impressive, right? Like I should be the spoiled princess of the pack, adored and respected by everyone. But reality doesn’t care about what should be. My father doesn’t see me as his legacy or his daughter. To him, I’m nothing but a mistake—a problem he can’t wait to forget. My mom was different. She was my safe place, my light in the suffocating darkness of my father’s cold indifference. She used to tell me that I was her world, that I’d grow up to be someone incredible despite everything. She loved me with her whole heart, even though I could see the pain in her eyes every time my father ignored her. She wasn’t his fated mate, you see. She was his chosen mate, who stood by him when his fated mate rejected him. That should have meant something. It should have been enough. But it wasn’t. T
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Being me means surviving one day at a time, hoping today isn’t the one that breaks me. The morning sun filtered through the trees, golden light dappling the forest floor as I stood before Luna Celeste. Her sharp eyes pinned me in place, her smile a thing of venom wrapped in silk. "In two days, we’ll have guests. Important ones," she said, her tone dripping with a menace she didn’t bother to hide. "Make sure the packhouse is spotless. Not a speck of dust, Olivia. You know the consequences." I clenched my fists to keep them from shaking. "Yes, Luna." Her lips curled into a smirk, satisfaction oozing from her perfect features. Without another word, she turned and jogged into the woods, her athletic form disappearing among the towering trees. Only when I was sure she was gone did I let out the breath I’d been holding, my chest heaving as I fought to calm the frantic rhythm of my heart. For now, I’d dodged her threats, but the weight of her words pressed heavy on my shoulders. Coll
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The morning light sliced through the towering windows of my study, casting fractured reflections across the polished floor. I stood at the edge of the room, one hand gripping the cold sill, my eyes trained on the sprawling grounds outside. The sight of it—a kingdom built from blood, sweat, and unwavering dominance—should have brought satisfaction. Today, it didn’t. Behind me, the soft shuffle of footsteps broke the silence. I didn’t have to turn to know it was Drusilla. Her presence was like the faint brush of wind: gentle, yet impossible to ignore. “What do you see?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but the impatience was real. She hesitated, as she always did. "It doesn’t work like that, my king,” she replied, her words slow and deliberate. “Make it work,” I snapped, turning just enough to catch her eyes—pale, stormy gray that seemed to pierce through me. Drusilla sighed, stepping closer until she stood beside me. She peered out the window, though I doubted she s
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It started like any other day—until the dean’s announcement turned it on its head. Lessons were canceled early, and while most students celebrated their unexpected freedom, I trudged toward the gates, feeling the weight of dread settle over me. A part of me wanted to savor the towering trees and vibrant flowers lining the academy grounds—normally my solace from the suffocating confines of the packhouse—but even their beauty felt mocking today, carefree and untethered to the worries plaguing me. “Catch you tomorrow, Zenny!” Cole called out with a wave, his boyish grin a little too bright. I forced a smile, lifting my hand in a half-hearted farewell. "Yeah, see you." As soon as he was out of sight, my mask slipped. My pace slowed, and I sighed. The idea of going home hours earlier than usual wasn’t a relief; it was a punishment. Five extra hours at the packhouse meant five extra hours avoiding Sid. My stepbrother never needed a reason to torment me, and if he caught me before dinn
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The sting of Sid’s words still lingered in my chest as I crouched behind the shrubs outside the packhouse, my heart thudding like a drum. My father’s face filled my mind—a man I’d once idolized, now etched with disdain. My nails dug into the dirt, grounding me against the betrayal unfolding just feet away. I should have burst into the room, exposed Sid for the liar he was. But when I imagined my father’s reaction, the fury in his eyes, I froze. Would he even believe me? The answer came too soon. “She’s nothing but a disgrace,” Celeste’s voice cut through the stillness like a blade. “A shameless little brat who has no honor or decency.” For a fleeting moment, I held onto hope that my father—my Alpha—would defend me. But his reply shattered it. “To think my blood runs in her veins…” His words dripped with loathing. “I cannot believe I birthed something so foul and petty. I should never have chosen a mate. I should’ve waited for you, Celeste. I feel nothing but shame.” My bre
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The memory hit me with the force of a freight train, dragging me back into that night—so sharp and vivid it could have been happening all over again.---I was on my knees, the biting cold of the stone floor seeping into my skin, but I didn’t feel it. My body was numb, my mind fractured, and my soul weighed down by a crushing despair I couldn’t escape. The air around me was thick, saturated with the chill of something unnatural, as if the very atmosphere itself rejected the warmth of life. Above, the blood-red moon loomed, casting grotesque shadows across the barren landscape, the light twisted and wrong, as though the heavens themselves had turned their gaze away from me.And before me stood her. The woman in the hood. Her presence rippled through the air like a force of nature, suffocating and commanding. In her hand, she gripped a staff carved with ancient runes that glowed faintly in the dim light. It pulsed with an ominous rhythm, a heartbeat that felt like it was in time with my
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I woke to the sharp, sterile scent of antiseptic, every inch of my body aching as if I’d been crushed, broken apart, and pieced back together with clumsy hands. The first thing I registered was the dull throb in my head, a persistent pounding that made it impossible to think clearly. My arms and torso were wrapped in layers of bandages, and every small shift sent shards of pain rippling through me. It felt like my body wasn’t mine anymore, just a husk weighed down by exhaustion.The room came into focus slowly, dim and foreign. The white walls were bare except for the glow of monitors that beeped in a steady, rhythmic cadence, like a metronome marking time. A hospital. Great. I’d seen enough of places like this to know nothing good ever followed.When I tried to sit up, pain shot through me like fire, and my limbs—God, my limbs—felt leaden, as if they were actively conspiring against me. Rest, they screamed, but my mind was already racing. I had to get out of here. Staying in this bed
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The tension in the room thickened, the air heavy with something I couldn’t quite place. King Dalton’s hand on my elbow was steady, firm but gentle, and for a split second, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to push him away or lean into his strength. My body was practically begging for rest, each bone, each muscle screaming in protest, but my mind? My mind was a storm of indignation. I wasn’t ready to admit defeat, not to him, not to anyone.His golden eyes locked with mine, a flicker of something curious in them that caught me off guard. “You’re stubborn,” he said, his lips curving slightly in what I could only describe as amusement.I straightened, ignoring the sharp pain that shot through my ribs with the motion. “And you’re insufferable,” I snapped before I could even think it through.He didn’t take offense, to my surprise. Instead, he chuckled—a deep, low sound that seemed to resonate from his chest and roll over me like a wave. “Perhaps,” he agreed, “but insufferable kings tend to s
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The heavy scent of parchment and ink filled the air as I sat at the head of my office, the familiar weight of responsibility pressing down on my shoulders. But my thoughts weren’t on the kingdom today. No, they were on her—Olivia Archer. A rogue, a supposed traitor, and yet, she had done the impossible: she had gotten under my skin.I leaned back in my chair, absently spinning a paperweight between my fingers. Feisty, wild, and maddeningly unpredictable, she was unlike anyone I’d encountered. Women threw themselves at me all the time—Alphas’ daughters with their polished manners and carefully crafted smiles, hoping to become my queen. But Olivia? She resisted me at every turn.I smirked at the thought. Even now, I could see her fiery glare, her lips pressed into a thin line as if daring me to challenge her again. She didn’t care that I was the Lycan King. She didn’t care that one word from me could end her life. And that made her... dangerous.“She’s more than that,” Beast growled in
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The dim moonlight filtered through the thin curtains, painting a faint glow across the room as I sat frozen, staring into the eyes of the Lycan King. My pulse thundered in my ears, drowning out the faint rustle of the night breeze. Dalton’s piercing gaze was unrelenting, and with every passing second, it felt like he was peeling away the layers of my defenses, exposing the raw, fragile pieces I desperately tried to protect.Survival. That’s all I could focus on now. My mind raced, sifting through every conceivable way out of this nightmare. Maybe I could spin a story—claim to be a rogue orphaned by a pack’s cruelty. But no, the man seated before me wasn’t one to fall for tales. His authority stretched across territories like a web, each thread connecting him to every pack, every secret. A lie wouldn’t just fail; it would backfire spectacularly.Feigning amnesia? Possible, but unlikely to work. His presence alone made deceit feel futile. His very being demanded honesty, as if the air a
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The dim moonlight filtered through a crack in the window, casting an ethereal glow over the unfamiliar room. My body sank into the soft bed, the silky sheets wrapping around me like a cocoon. The sensation was luxurious, far too perfect. This wasn’t my world. My cabin had no sheets, let alone a bed like this. My chest tightened.Was I dreaming?I stretched my fingers across the fabric, tracing its softness, grounding myself in its undeniable reality. No, this wasn’t a dream. My head throbbed, a deep, pounding ache that made me wince. Memories of the chaos flooded back—the rogues, the screams, the blood. I moved to sit up, but my body protested with sharp, unforgiving pain, reminding me of every injury I’d endured. Even breathing felt like a monumental effort.With a trembling hand, I pushed the sheets away and reached up to touch my temple, flinching as my fingers met a tender, swollen spot. It was as if every nerve in my body screamed for rest, but panic had already taken hold. Where
Break My Curse: Heart of The Lycan King Chapter 11
The world around me blurred as time seemed to stretch into infinity. My head was pounding, my heart racing, but I forced myself to look up through the car window. It was smeared with blood, bits of flesh from the doctor, and I struggled to keep my eyes from lingering on it. Instead, I focused on the chaos unfolding just feet away from me. I watched as a rogue flew out of one of the windows, his body tumbling through the air, shards of glass scattering in every direction. When he hit the ground, the sickening thud echoed in the space around us. His scream tore through the air, a sound I would never forget.Then, Dalton pushed open the door to the hospital hallway. The sound of it creaking on its hinges barely registered over the pounding in my ears, but what came next was impossible to ignore. He stepped into the wreckage, his body a taut wire of tension, his senses heightened. The acrid stench of smoke, burning debris, and blood filled the air. His eyes darted over the room, scanning
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“F**k.” Dalton’s curse sliced through the chaos, and in the blink of an eye, his entire demeanor shifted. His posture stiffened, his muscles tensing as if some unseen force had triggered a primal instinct within him. His once warm, intense gaze turned cold, razor-sharp, and calculating.I followed his gaze upward, my breath catching in my throat as cracks began to form across the ceiling, jagged and ominous, like a deadly spider’s web. Dust and dirt began seeping through the cracks, signaling an impending collapse. My heart pounded harder in my chest, the once surreal, intimate moment now replaced by a wave of panic.Before I could even process what was happening, the ceiling above us buckled, and in an instant, everything went dark as debris rained down upon us. I couldn’t scream. There wasn’t enough time to react before the explosion detonated, sending a force so powerful it hurled us both to the ground. The windows shattered in a thousand shards, sending glass flying across the ro
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The explosion outside shattered the fragile moment between us, the shockwave sending a tremor through the room. My heart skipped a beat, and before I could react, Dalton’s golden eyes snapped from mine to the window. His hand dropped from my body as if he were a different man altogether. In an instant, the intimate atmosphere vanished, replaced by something sharp and lethal.“Stay here,” he commanded, his voice low, sharp, and filled with an authority that left no room for defiance.I wanted to protest, to demand answers about what had just happened, but the way his gaze hardened—like stone—made my throat tighten. No argument would get through him. His posture was rigid, his entire being tense with the kind of focus that suggested danger was close. In a flash, he spun on his heel and strode toward the door with a cold, deliberate pace.As he reached the door, he paused, casting a glance over his shoulder. His expression remained fierce, but there was something in his eyes—something de
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The tension in the room thickened, the air heavy with something I couldn’t quite place. King Dalton’s hand on my elbow was steady, firm but gentle, and for a split second, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to push him away or lean into his strength. My body was practically begging for rest, each bone, each muscle screaming in protest, but my mind? My mind was a storm of indignation. I wasn’t ready to admit defeat, not to him, not to anyone.His golden eyes locked with mine, a flicker of something curious in them that caught me off guard. “You’re stubborn,” he said, his lips curving slightly in what I could only describe as amusement.I straightened, ignoring the sharp pain that shot through my ribs with the motion. “And you’re insufferable,” I snapped before I could even think it through.He didn’t take offense, to my surprise. Instead, he chuckled—a deep, low sound that seemed to resonate from his chest and roll over me like a wave. “Perhaps,” he agreed, “but insufferable kings tend to s
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I woke to the sharp, sterile scent of antiseptic, every inch of my body aching as if I’d been crushed, broken apart, and pieced back together with clumsy hands. The first thing I registered was the dull throb in my head, a persistent pounding that made it impossible to think clearly. My arms and torso were wrapped in layers of bandages, and every small shift sent shards of pain rippling through me. It felt like my body wasn’t mine anymore, just a husk weighed down by exhaustion.The room came into focus slowly, dim and foreign. The white walls were bare except for the glow of monitors that beeped in a steady, rhythmic cadence, like a metronome marking time. A hospital. Great. I’d seen enough of places like this to know nothing good ever followed.When I tried to sit up, pain shot through me like fire, and my limbs—God, my limbs—felt leaden, as if they were actively conspiring against me. Rest, they screamed, but my mind was already racing. I had to get out of here. Staying in this bed
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The memory hit me with the force of a freight train, dragging me back into that night—so sharp and vivid it could have been happening all over again.---I was on my knees, the biting cold of the stone floor seeping into my skin, but I didn’t feel it. My body was numb, my mind fractured, and my soul weighed down by a crushing despair I couldn’t escape. The air around me was thick, saturated with the chill of something unnatural, as if the very atmosphere itself rejected the warmth of life. Above, the blood-red moon loomed, casting grotesque shadows across the barren landscape, the light twisted and wrong, as though the heavens themselves had turned their gaze away from me.And before me stood her. The woman in the hood. Her presence rippled through the air like a force of nature, suffocating and commanding. In her hand, she gripped a staff carved with ancient runes that glowed faintly in the dim light. It pulsed with an ominous rhythm, a heartbeat that felt like it was in time with my
