Fated to the Cursed Alpha King

Fated to the Cursed Alpha King

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Lyria Voss was born into a legacy of betrayal. Her parents were falsely accused of treason and executed, leaving her to be sold into slavery to the ruthless Ironclaw Pack. She learned to survive by hardening her heart, vowing never to trust an Alpha—but fate bound her to Kael Raventhorn, a ruthless alpha king, feared and respected in equal measure. When kael discovers Lyria is his mate, he refuses to accept the bond, unwilling to be shackled to an Omega with a past that could threaten his reign. But destiny is relentless. As long-buried secrets resurface and an ancient bloodline emerges from the shadows, Lyria and Kael find themselves at the heart of a war that could reshape the werewolf world. With enemies lurking in the shadows, betrayals cutting deeper than fangs, and a love that defies destiny, Kael and Lyria must decide whether to fight for each other or become the very weapons that destroy everything. In a world where power is everything, can love rewrite fate?

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Unknown Enemy

Lyria’s POV

My breaths came in ragged gasps as I tried to keep my head above the surface of the deep, cold, and relentless river.

I forgot how to catch my own breath the moment I watched my mum’s body gradually sink deeper.

Desperation coursed through my entire existence as I struggled against the current.

“Hold on, Mom, please!” I cried, reaching for her.

After what felt like a lifetime, I was happy that I had almost gotten to her. Albeit unsettling that her head was now dangerously below the water and she wouldn't last long there, her struggling hands above it still offered me a glimmer of hope.

In no time, I covered the little gap left between us, only for me to try and connect my hand with hers, and then—my fingers brushed nothing but air.

To my utter bewilderment, she didn’t even drown. She just vanished.

My loud scream was met with derisive laughter as I jerked back to life. To reality.

I wasn’t dreaming anymore, yet water dripped down my face in a slow, steady trickle. My mat was soaked, and my saturated clothes clung to my skin.

Then I looked up to see three women—three elders’ wives hovering above me. And I realized that I had just awoken from one nightmare, only for another to affront me.

In a pack where I was generally treated like shit, these women were a pain in my delicate ass.

It was still very early in the morning, but they seemed to be catching the fun of their lives, all laughing like the jobless women they were as one of them carried a bucket of water in her hand and another held a cup.

“Finally awake, are we?” the chief elder's wife who is their leader sneered, tilting the tin cup for another pour.

The second woman holding the cup scoffed. “Sleeping like a spoiled pup while work awaits. I can't even believe she's having another nightmare again.”

“Of course, she would keep having nightmares,” the third woman added, crossing her arms around her bosom, grimacing. “A useless Omega like her wouldn’t be able to afford the luxury of a good sleep.”

I swallowed hard, gripping the damp fabric of my dress as the third woman's mockery elicited another round of laughter from the three of them. I just stared at them in silence as their laughter danced across the storeroom, hitting the wall and bouncing back to affront me.

In a bid to suppress my anger, I closed my eyes and tried to take a deep breath. Not that my anger would have any impact on them. It would only incur more punishment on me.

Over the years, I had endured and gotten used to different levels of punishment.

My wolf was so weak and quiescent. I had always been the one defending us, retaliating, and bearing the brunt.

But I was starting to get worn out from the routine, and I was trying to avoid drama. That was the only reason why I wasn’t shouting back at them for this current maltreatment.

For a moment, I thought my inhalation technique was working, and I was doing better at suppressing my anger before them—until the second woman’s bitter voice hit my ears again. “Close your eyes from now till eternity. It won’t change the fact that you’re just a weak omega.”

I bit my lower lip to see if that would help me suppress my anger since the inhalation method had failed me, and then the third woman added, “A traitor's child at that.”

Those words had my eyes snapping open instantly as I stared at the three of them one after the other, fuming, before I fixed my gaze back on the woman who had just spoken. “Don’t!” I only said, trying so much not to explode.

For a moment, I thought that warning would be enough. But obviously, the woman knew no threshold. Her overfamiliarity with my weakness had eaten too deep into her for her to stop.

“Don’t what?” she demanded with a smirk. “Your parents were nothing but traitors.”

And that did it. That was the last straw that set me off. I didn’t register when I rose from the drenched mat. The next thing I knew, my hands were wrapped around her head in a chokehold. “I would take anything, but don’t you ever speak I'll of my parents.”

As if in a daze, her two other companions didn’t say a word after chorusing a gasp. They were stunned into silence. At their friend’s throaty cry for help, they finally snapped out of their daze. It was then that I was pushed away from her and subdued.

Before they could retaliate, the Chief Elder’s voice boomed—the husband of the one I had just attacked. “What’s going on here?”

The elder's eyes narrowed at first when his wife, the affronted woman, started narrating what had happened to him. But those narrowed eyes started growing bigger and bigger with every lie and exaggeration she put in her words.

The moment she lied that I slapped her and also attempted to pour water on her face, I thought his eyes would pop out of their sockets with how dilated they seemed. I didn’t even bother defending myself because he would never support me over anything or anyone, let alone over his wife.

The moment he seized me and tried to drag me away for punishment, I made sure not to allow her lies to go to total waste.

I wriggled out of his hold, and in one swift movement that they would have never seen coming even in a thousand years, I grabbed the bucket and emptied the remaining water onto their faces before my wrist was shackled again by the enormous hand of the elder.

As I was dragged away for punishment, I couldn't help but smirk when I shoulder-checked them to see them drenched. Their look of discomfiture enraptured me, and their profanities were like music to my ears.

As my penance, I spent the next hours doing more strenuous work than usual around the large compound designated for all the elders of the pack.

The scent of wet earth and pine clung to the morning air as I scrubbed the wooden floor of the pack’s main hall, my knuckles raw from hours of work. The icy water in the bucket stung my fingers, but I couldn’t dare pause when the elders around were watching.

They conferred about the Blood Moon Festival happening on the morrow and how they would compose themselves before the Alpha King, who would be attending for the first time in several years.

Everyone spoke so high and mighty of this Alpha King, but that's none of my business, so I paid the elders no attention—until one of them suddenly paused and shouted at me.

“Faster! More work awaits, you lazy thing.”

Lazy. That was their favorite word for me. It didn’t matter that I worked from dawn till midnight, fetching, cleaning, cooking—whatever task they deemed beneath them. To them, I would always be nothing more than the orphaned slave girl they bought at a bargain.

I stubbornly maintained my pace while I continued scrubbing the floor, a silent dare for him to do his worst, but he just ignored me and continued his discussion.

I swallowed hard and forced myself upright when I was done scrubbing, my limbs aching from exhaustion.

Twelve years had passed since I was dragged to the Ironclaw Pack, shackled and starving. Twelve years of servitude, of swallowing every insult, of knowing that no matter how hard I worked, to them, I would never be more than the omega whose parents were traitors.

I should be numb by now. But the nightmares didn’t let me forget.

They came occasionally, sometimes taking different forms, just like how it took the form of my mum drowning today. But all my nightmares often repeated the same themes: My mother’s voice, whispering my name. The metallic scent of blood. My father’s roar of agony before silence swallowed him whole.

I hated Alphas with passion, to say nothing of the Alpha King, who was the Alpha of this pack and also the King of all werewolves. He was an unknown enemy. And I liked that, all these years, I’d never had a reason to cross paths with him. I wanted nothing more than for it to continue that way.

“Hey!” I suddenly heard a voice boom from one of the elders behind me as I carried on with my task nonchalantly. But I focused on what I was doing even more, refusing to spare them a glance—until the elder unknowingly corrected himself.

“Lyria, I'm talking to you. Are you deaf?” he thundered. Only then did I twirl slightly toward his direction, making an effort to hide the smirk playing at the corner of my lips. But it turned out my smirk was a snitch.

“What is so amusing?” he asked. “Anyways, listen, and listen well. You’re cleaning the feet of the Alpha King tomorrow to welcome him to his seat.”

My smirk vanished immediately. And his came alive.

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65 Chapters
Chapter 1: The Unknown Enemy
Lyria’s POVMy breaths came in ragged gasps as I tried to keep my head above the surface of the deep, cold, and relentless river.I forgot how to catch my own breath the moment I watched my mum’s body gradually sink deeper. Desperation coursed through my entire existence as I struggled against the current.“Hold on, Mom, please!” I cried, reaching for her.After what felt like a lifetime, I was happy that I had almost gotten to her. Albeit unsettling that her head was now dangerously below the water and she wouldn't last long there, her struggling hands above it still offered me a glimmer of hope.In no time, I covered the little gap left between us, only for me to try and connect my hand with hers, and then—my fingers brushed nothing but air.To my utter bewilderment, she didn’t even drown. She just vanished.My loud scream was met with derisive laughter as I jerked back to life. To reality.I wasn’t dreaming anymore, yet water dripped down my face in a slow, steady trickle. My mat
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Chapter 2: The Mountain Lion
Lyria's POV The first hint of dawn touched the sky, spurring the still village into motion once again. The large Elder's compound was bustling than usual as pups ran around, their eyes alight with laughter and adventure. None of them cared a hoot about how early it was to be running around. The only thing that mattered to them was that the long awaited Red Moon Festival was here and they couldn't contain their joy. While some adults were also gallivanting, some busied themselves with last-minute preparations for the festival tonight. But as always, I was the one doing the most. Everyone else was excited as though the moon goddess herself was descending tonight, but for me, I wasn't seeing the lure. I would just do what I have to do and leave.On my way to fetch a mop from the store, I caught snippets of two apparently unmated adult girls of my age discussing. “You must be joking to think you can outshine me,” one said to the other playfully. “ By the time I get dolled up, and t
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Chapter 3: The Ruthless King
Lyria's POVA strangled gasp tore from my lips as I scrambled to my feet and bolted.Branches slapped at my face, twigs snapped under my feet, but I didn’t dare stop.I had done what my instincts told me to do by running. But I hadn't gotten far when realization dawned on me that I could never outrun this beast. Not when I couldn't even shift. Not when my wolf is latent and weak. I was exhausted, and far too slow.Desperation clawed at my chest as I skulked my way into a thick bush, crouching as low as possible to avoid being detected.The lion skidded to a stop just a few feet away, scanning the area with narrowed eyes, looking confused. The confusion was replaced by anger as it let out a powerful roar.Powerful enough to make me cower even more with my heart racing to an alarming rate, but not powerful enough to make me stupidly come out of hiding, throw my hands in the air and offer myself as a living sacrifice. It couldn’t see me. But I could see it through the tiny space the
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Chapter 4: The Death Words
Kael's POVWhen I told Garrik I suspected that something or someone was in the foliage, Garrik didn't waste time aiming his bow, his muscles taut, ready to release the arrow into whatever—or whoever—was lurking there. “Just leave it to me your majesty,“ he said to me. I couldn't have chosen a better head enforcer. Apart from being my best warrior who trains the other warriors in the pack, he's also skillful with the bow and arrows. And most times, that's the advantage he has over my playful beta who can put up with him to some extent when he doesn't use his bow and arrow.Just as Garrik was about releasing the arrow, a voice suddenly cut through the moment like a razor, making us pause. “Alpha!”Talk of the devil. There was my Beta, Hood, striding towards us as I turned.He was wearing that ever-present smirk of his. As my personal assistant, Hood had an uncanny ability to show up at the most inconvenient moments."It’s time to start preparing for the Blood Moon Festival," he remin
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Chapter 5: Moment of Respite
Lyria's POV The music, the frenzied dance, the squeals of excitement, the lively chatters and every other activity going on at the festival became irrelevant to my senses as I knelt down beside the grand vacant chair of the king, awaiting his arrival.My head was bowed low and I had my eyes fixated to the ground, just as instructed. I had no liberty to partake in any of the activities or even look elsewhere but at the ground throughout, whereas everyone else were having the best moment of their lives. I could feel the eyes of some of the elders on me as if trying to make sure I did nothing else but what was required of me. “Hey Slave,” the chief elder called out to me. I like that I had been instructed not to raise my head up or look anywhere else but at the ground unless told otherwise. That aided my pretense not to know I was the one he was referring to. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him marching down toward me, displeased with how I made him speak to the wind. Having endu
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Chapter 6: The Blood Trials
Kael's POV The walk back to my office felt longer than usual as my patience stretched thin. Hood followed beside me in silence, which was rare enough to unsettle me further. He was never this quiet unless something serious was brewing.But I didn’t need silence. I needed answers.From the moment Hood stormed into my chambers to tell me the omega girl was still alive, disbelief had wrapped itself around my mind like a vice. I had rejected her. She should be dead.And yet, Hood had stood before me, his usual smirk absent, his voice clipped with urgency as he said—"She's alive."I had scoffed at him, dismissing it outright. An omega surviving rejection? Impossible.But Hood didn’t back down. "I wouldn’t joke about this, Kael."I narrowed my eyes on him. "Since when do you take anything seriously unless we're in battle?"Hood exhaled sharply, rubbing the back of his neck. "I know how it sounds. I thought the same damn thing when I saw her, but I swear on my life, she’s breathing."I sta
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Chapter 7: An Execution In Disguise
Lyria's POV Ever since the king’s announcement this morning, time ran so fast, like a fugitive who was just spotted and chased through the wilderness. Still, I couldn't help but envy it. I wished I could vanish the same way—slipping through the cracks of this temporary prison, away from the cruel fate that awaited me. But escape was impossible. The cell I was thrown into was heavily guarded, its iron bars a constant reminder of the death sentence disguised as a trial.The king’s declaration and the head enforcer's explanation of it did not stop flickering in my head all day. I had been sentenced to the Blood Trials. A fight for survival. A battle I was destined to lose. The truth had settled into my bones like poison, spreading through every inch of me, making me weak with dread.Worry skirted the edges of my mind throughout the day, wrapping itself around me like a noose, pulling tighter with each passing hour. It clouded my thoughts so much that I failed to realize night had al
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Chapter 8: You Must Survive
Lyria's POVThe chilling night air did little to calm my racing heart as my gaze remained locked onto the approaching figure of the Alpha King. His scowl was menacing, his strides purposeful, cutting through the silent crowd like a blade through flesh. Terror gripped me whole, coiling in my stomach, making my knees weak. My breath came in short, sharp bursts as if my body already anticipated the agony of what was to come.Then, from the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught something—a flicker of movement to my left.Instinct screamed through my entire veins. Without a second thought, I threw myself to the side, the motion barely registering before a silver blade, glinting under the ghostly moonlight, sliced through the air where my throat had just been. The metallic clang of the knife hitting the ground rang in my ears, mingling with the wild thumping of my heart.I gasped. Despite how my mouth hung open in shock, air barely found its way into my lungs as I struggled to comprehend how
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Chapter 9: The News
Kael's POV A knock on the door jerked me from the spiraling tunnel of my thoughts. I sprang to my feet at once, my heart hammering with a mix of hope and desperation. It had to be Hood—I was certain of it. Perhaps he’d finally dug up the answers I’d been clawing at for days now.“Come in,” I called, already halfway turned toward the door.I was even about to ask him when he started waiting for my response before he could come in. But to my surprise, the door creaked open, and it wasn’t Hood.It was Ivy.She walked in gracefully, balancing a tray of food in her hands. A soft linen napkin folded over the edges, steam rising from the plates she carried. I sank back into my seat, disappointment loosening my shoulders, my excitement vanishing like mist under the sun.“Alpha,” she greeted quietly, setting the tray on the table before me. I didn’t respond. But my gaze followed her motions as she carefully began to arrange the dishes with a precision she’d come to perfect.Roasted garlic ve
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Chapter 10: Logic Versus Urge
Kael's POV I hadn’t realized my mouth had parted in disbelief until the cold air hit the back of my throat.Garrick—my head enforcer—wanted to step down?The silence that followed was deafening. Hood stared at him as though he’d just declared he’d grown wings, while I stared at him as though he had just asked for one of my kidneys. For a man like Garrick, who held his position with the ferocity of a lion and the pride of a born warrior, stepping down was unthinkable. And yet, here we were.I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have an inkling as to why.It had to be Lyria, the omega girl.She’d bested him. Humiliated him, if we’re going by the whispers that refused to die down. But even then, to resign over a single defeat? It stung more than it should. Especially because it wasn’t just a defeat. It was a mystery that hadn’t been unraveled yet.No ordinary omega could do what she did. Not even close.As I opened my mouth to speak, Hood beat me to it—his voice laced with that unmistakable e
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