Ares has always been different. Outcast from her coven for her daring experiments and unorthodox magic, she’s spent years on the fringes, perfecting her craft in isolation. When a summons arrives from the Alpha King of the werewolves, begging for a witch to break a mysterious curse, her former coven is quick to offer her up. For Ares, it’s the opportunity she’s been waiting for—a chance to prove herself. Traveling to the Alpha’s castle, Ares finds a kingdom teetering on the edge of ruin. The Alpha King, Kael, is a fearsome leader, renowned for his strength and dominance. Yet he’s bound by a curse that prevents him from sensing his destined mate, fracturing his pack and leaving him vulnerable to betrayal. As Ares works to untangle the threads of the spell, she discovers it’s no ordinary curse. Its magic is dark, ancient, and dangerously personal, hiding secrets that could shatter everything Kael believes about his past—and his future. But Ares is no stranger to defying the odds, and she’s determined to succeed, no matter the cost. As tensions rise and sparks fly between them, Ares and Kael are drawn together in ways neither of them expected. But breaking the curse may come at a devastating price—one that will force Ares to decide if proving herself is worth risking her heart. “The Alpha’s Cursebreaker” is a thrilling tale of forbidden magic, fate, and love that defies destiny. Perfect for fans of slow-burn romance, powerful witches, and unbreakable alphas.
View More“That’s not what I meant.” The vampire chuckled. “Think about it though, I will be back in one month with some friends, if you haven’t lifted the curse by then.” He’s giving us a time limit? Only one month to do something that witches couldn’t do over the course of years? Even if Kael said the curse didn’t necessarily need magic it didn’t mean that I was going to be able to break it. I was doomed. But I didn’t want the vampires to win, no their kind had taken too much from my own and from the werewolves.I turned to Kael. Should I tell him about the vision? Especially if the vampires are trying to hunt Nyx down? But what did that vision mean? Was I somehow tied to Nyx and didn’t know it? The curse she created would have drained her bloodlines magic considerably. The vampire said that they had already found the reincarnation. Was it me? Was I the way she would come back? I didn’t see myself giving into her but she was powerful. I don’t know when she would try to strike for my body
“I’m fine, I just thought I saw something.” I shook my head. “Must be my imagination.” Yet something deep inside was telling me I couldn’t leave Kael, that I had to help him. Kaels lips pursed for a moment before he let out a sigh. “Don’t push yourself, if you need anything let me know…. Hey, tell me what was your name again?” “Ares.” I answered with a small smile. “I’m not pushing myself I want to help you, even if I’m not that great of a witch.” Kael’s head tilted slightly, his face unreadable. His eyes were hidden beneath the shadow of his hood, but I could still feel his gaze on me. It was unnerving, not knowing what emotions lay behind the veil of darkness. Was it suspicion? Concern? Or something else entirely? “Ares,” he said, my name slipping from his lips like a soft command. “You might not think you’re great, but you’ve done more than you realize. I wouldn’t have made it this far without you, or your kind.” The words hung in the air between us, heavy with meanin
I tilted my head to the side. “No magic energy? Why have a witch then? What’s the curse?” “I will show you.” He pressed his hands against the table and pushed himself up and walked over to a glass case I didn’t notice. Inside there was a book, spread open to a certain page with blood smeared across of it. He opened the latch and slide the glass open, he carefully lifted the generational old book and brought it over to me. Sitting it down with such care. “This is her spell book, my ancestor stole it from her.” My eyes widened. Stealing a witch’s spell book was the same as stealing her power, her family’s power, they would be worthless. Something felt oddly familiar about that idea. The pages were ancient, old and yellowed with tears. Something about it was strange, like it was radiating magical energy, but it wasn’t normal energy more like a magnified radiation of it. “Only a witch can read a spell book, but I’m afraid that none of the witches my family enlisted have been able
He was silent for a moment, not a single person in the room dared to make a noise until he spoke. “I am the Alpha King of the Werewolves, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, my name is Kael, will you do me the honor of breaking my curse?” It honestly didn’t sound like he was asking more like demanding. Kael. That was a nice name, and obviously respected. Finding a little confidence, I used my hands to grip at the fabric of my robes. “Before I accept, may I know the curse?” My head was still looking down, but I could hear the silence in the room following after my voice. It was unsettling and bone chilling. King Kael spoke again. “I suppose the witches wouldn’t know since after my family took one, no of them has returned.” He sounded almost amused for a second before continuing. “I will do you the honor of telling you the entire story, if you will follow me?” I nodded my head, not daring to look up from the floor. I could hear small movement, and then the foot steps over to
I’ll keep my mouth shut for now, I don’t have an exact reason for doing so it was just a gut feeling that ran through my body. I knew. I was less then capable, always the outcast. Incapable of performing any spells that was over an easy difficulty. No matter how much I had trained, or worked tirelessly to change that my magic power wouldn’t grow. We remained in silence for the rest of the ride. From the witches village to the Palace of the Wolves was only half a day. When we arrived I was in awe. The werewolves had made a name for themselves, and a beautiful dwelling. Their city was large, hidden behind walls that towered over the tallest being, the shape of their capital was a circle mimicking the full moon when they are at their peak. In the center of the city, a large palace, bigger than anything I had ever seen before, its build seemed to be made out of moonstone. Its color was white, and yet in some places it seemed to be giving off a shining blue light almost as if it wa
I knew that my village hated me, but I didn’t think they would take it as far as to sacrifice me. Over the past seven generations, every twenty to thirty or so years the Alpha Kings bloodline declares it needs a witch. That witch never comes back, and no one knows what happened to them. The thought made me anxious, I was sure I was going to get killed, I was a useless witch after all. Of course though I wasn’t the only witch in my family to be doomed, for multiple generations almost like we were cursed each member had been born with little to no magic energy. I looked down at my hands, they were pale, my fingernails were clipped, and I had multiple scars across the palms of my hands try to do spells. No of them worked, no of them at all. So again, I shouldn’t be too surprised that the village would want to send me away. They were probably trying to stop my bloodline from continuing. I had no siblings, I had no parents. Orphaned from a young age, when my father and mother took m
I knew that my village hated me, but I didn’t think they would take it as far as to sacrifice me. Over the past seven generations, every twenty to thirty or so years the Alpha Kings bloodline declares it needs a witch. That witch never comes back, and no one knows what happened to them. The thought made me anxious, I was sure I was going to get killed, I was a useless witch after all. Of course though I wasn’t the only witch in my family to be doomed, for multiple generations almost like we were cursed each member had been born with little to no magic energy. I looked down at my hands, they were pale, my fingernails were clipped, and I had multiple scars across the palms of my hands try to do spells. No of them worked, no of them at all. So again, I shouldn’t be too surprised that the village would want to send me away. They were probably trying to stop my bloodline from continuing. I had no siblings, I had no parents. Orphaned from a young age, when my father and mother took m...
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