"He is cursed to lose his fated mate; She loses everyone she loves." Everyone Cess loves always dies. She believes it's a curse she carries and tries to protect those around her from her deadly curse, vowing never to love again. However, there's one wolf she cannot help but love—her fated mate. To keep him safe from her curse, she seeks the help of a powerful witch, uncertain if the witch can assist her. Cess is captured after finding the witch. She is shocked to discover she's now on the territory of the most feared Alpha and her fated mate is far more dangerous than the curse she believes she carries; She may be the one who needs saving from him instead. Hoax by a witch to lose his fated mates, Alpha Gunner realizes that he and Cess share a common bond, they are both suffering from the pain of loss. When secrets are revealed Alpha Gunner learns that Cess is the one to get him close to the witch to avenge her, thus allowing him to seek revenge and break his curse. But can Cess withstand the Alpha's curse knowing they're both connected and understanding the truth about her curse? And is Alpha Gunner's heart hard enough to play his part in their intertwined fates?
View MoreI followed him, disheartened by his decision to spare me rather than harm me. I thought he was the merciless and stone-hearted alpha for a reason--sparing no one's lives.I came here to be tortured every second of my life by him until I was no more. Not to be shown mercy for a wolf like me doesn't deserve any.He stopped at a double entry door. I ceased watching as he pushed it open with his snout, letting himself in. As he did, I'm curious why he'd choose to remain in his beast form, never harking back into his human form as any normal werewolf would.Probably he wasn't a normal werewolf, based on his unusual size, I thought. The normal size for a werewolf was 7 feet long, but Alpha Gunner was far bigger and the largest werewolf I'd come across; even his stature was threatening.As soon as he realized I wasn't following him, he snarled, prompting me to snap out of my thoughts.My eyes scan the inside. It was not an ordinary office. To the south of it stood a stone throne. He leaped o
The interior is as opulent as I would expect a castle-like home to be: ivory walls, shiny glazed tiles, and stairs that go up and split off on both sides."Follow me, please," instructed the deputy butler.He led me upstairs, and I found it difficult not to admire the glowing crystal chandelier hanging above the stairs. It's like being surrounded by the rays of the shining sun.The deputy butler turned left at the top of the stairs, leading me through a series of rooms with a black mahogany door. I looked up at the stairs that continued above us and at the countless other rooms."Our stop ends here," the butler said, causing me to lower my gaze at him.I was startled to see him holding the door of a room open.I moved closer to peer inside. The room holds a queen-sized bed sheeted in white linen with a glossy brown bedhead to the south of it. Beside the bed was a matching brown bedside table, and across the room stood a vanity with a round mirror and a large closet to the right."This
Alpha GunnerAstral decided to interrupt us just as I was about to order one of my men to lower a male wolf that we had captured, tie his feet, and place above a tank of water."You will not kill her!" he yelled as he got out of his van, slamming the door and marching towards me."I have many wolves to kill shortly. You'll have to be specific as to whom not to kill," I said, spinning around and getting back to what I was doing."Or probably she may be dead in the few I just killed not long ago," I joked."Lower him in," I ordered my men again.While they were doing so, the intruder cried for us to stop.As the tip of his dyed green hair touches the water, I command them to cease, once more interrupted by Astral."Whatever you have to say, can't you wait until I'm done?" I asked as he now stood in front of me."I've never asked you for anything; please spare that new ladymaid life for me," Astral begged earnestly."You sure are fond of this rogue," I respond in an attempt to mock him.
Seeing the Beta in the driver seat of a red van approaching the Rogue base. I rose to my feet, watching as he parked the vehicle at the gate and got out, leaving the door open.As I walked towards him, a sense of unease overcame me. I knew he was here to take me to the one who would put a stop to my pain and end my curse.I passed through the gate, and the Beta appeared before me, causing me to halt.Upset, he looked down at me."Before I take you to the Alpha's home, I want you to see something," he said and held my hand, pulling me to his car.He helped me get in, walked around to his side, climbed in, and slammed the door.My body jolted at the loud slam of the door.Nervously and silently, I sat in the car as he sped along the road. He made a left turn into the wood, and I spotted a large sign that read "Cesspool: A waste area."He stopped a short distance from a large metal tank grounded into the earth. I quickly covered my nose at the stench of it."Look what is happening over t
"The shortest time any of his lady maids had spent alive in his house is an hour. I doubt a rogue like you will last a minute," one of the she-wolf fighters said as she tossed a spoonful of mush into my bowl.I winced as it splashed into my face, almost reaching into my eyes, and took up a cup of the only drink they served us, water, taking my time back to the shed.What the fighter had said back there didn't frighten me; I must do this not only as a punishment for my evildoings but also to die by the one that I should have felt the safest with, my fated mate.Pain grew in my heart knowing that no matter how irksome I wanted my death to be by Alpha Gunner. My death will never be the same as those I've killed.I did more than simply end their lives. I first tore open their hearts that only showed me love by breaking their trust.Sitting next to the window outside the shed, tears stream down at the aching thought, and I wish my death to be more gruesome than theirs ever was.I heard som
Alpha GunnerI rest atop a hill, looking down at a cottage amidst the wide, green land.Proceeding along its steep incline, I spot the first wolf I'd trust sitting on his porch.He wore dark glasses with both hands resting on his cane."I never thought I'd be alive to see you again," he said, turning his head toward me."I thought you were blind," I replied."You still have a dry humor," he chuckled.Though he could not see, his beastly senses were sharp enough to replace his lost sight.It had been years since I last visited him. The last time I saw him was at my second mate's inauguration: a ceremony to introduce the new Luna to the pack. At that time, I was in my early twenties.Luckmeil was once my father's advisor and his closest friend. He was like a father to me and the one who named me Gunner.A midwife once revealed to me that my father had planned to name me Pain upon my birth, as I had taken away his first mate. However, Luckmeil changed my name."I heard from your daughter
We had two she-wolf fighters assigned to us. I suspected it was the Beta's idea.I feel a mixture of emotions: I wish he would stop caring about me, as I don't deserve it, and I'm pleased with this new change for the other she-wolves; at least they won't be sexually assaulted by those body-hungry men anymore."Hey, where are you going? Take your musty self straight to the river!" exclaimed one of the new heads.The river was a short walk from the base, encircled by abundant thicket and wild blue flowers. The sight was breathtaking; it made me forget my emotional pain. The lives I'd taken and my curse, admiring its beauty. It felt like all the blood I'd shed never did happen until the heads ordering us to remove our clothes and get into the river quickly made me conscious that I did take the lives of the ones who only loved and trusted me.The intolerable emotional pain immediately reappeared, and the view of the river no longer fascinated me or looked the same; instead, I felt the over
Alpha GunnerHearing from the commander what Astral had done to one of the pack members- almost ended him. I tracked his scent.I ceased beneath a tree, refusing to go any further to see where he was--the cemetery.From a distance, I watched him lay a bouquet of red roses on his mate's grave, and I remembered that today was their anniversary: the day they first met each other before knowing they were mates. Astral had been bringing her a bouquet of red roses, her favorite flower since they'd known each other, and even though she was dead, he continued to do so, leaving me to feel guilty.I left the area, aware that the same cemetery held the graves of both my mate and my pup.Like Astral, I never once visited their graves to leave their favorite roses or my firstborn's favorite toy on his grave, nor did I attend their funerals.Countless times I wished I could turn back time to be there for them. I felt like I disrespected them by not showing up, but the sight of their once-full-of-li
The shed where I and eleven she-wolves were placed. Inside was small and bedless. We lay on the boarded floor side by side.They gave us supper, a piece of bread, and a cup of water, before sending us into the shed.The cool night wind came in from the glassless window. Cold, I curled into a ball. Very slender for a she-wolf, I was susceptible to getting cold easily."Aren't you going to eat that?" A she-wolf near me asked, spotting my uneaten bread next to my untouched water.I shook my head, and she quickly stretched across me to take it.I turned my head to watch her, sitting up, and devouring it hungrily."I'm Rhena, by the way," with her mouth stuffed with bread, she introduced herself."What's your name?" she then asked."Nobody," I say, reverting my back toward her.Seeing I was not in any mood to talk, she said nothing else. It was better that way.For years, I've treated everyone who tries to talk to me coldly. The more unfriendly I am, the safer they are from my curse.The so
Since learning about the existence of a powerful witch, I've been searching for her in the hopes that she could prevent me from finding my mate. However, every endeavor has ended in failure.Still, I was not going to give up; this witch might be the only one who could protect my mate from me, for I am a curse, and everyone in my life always dies.I cannot bear to go through another grief, and I haven't yet recovered from those I've lost; I doubt I ever will, knowing I'm the cause: the curse that has taken their lives.Blinking away my tears, I hurried through the Reek-Ground Forest. I learned from a beggar that the witch had last seen there. After two years of ceaseless search, this was the most helpful information I'd received about her. The beggar claimed to have seen her: a 30-year-old woman with hair as eerily red as gore, sprinkling blood from a decapitated pigeon under a cotton tree and speaking in a strange language that sounded like an incantation. He later chickened out and r...
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