All Chapters of The Cursed Wolf: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Tristan set out to embark on his journey once it was midnight. He called out to the moon goddess while in the middle of the forest to ask for her guidance as she had promised to direct him.   "Moon goddess," he called and he got a reply almost immediately.    "It's time, Tristan, son of Mateo. Today you shall begin your journey to the human realm to break the curse bestowed upon you because of the sins of your father," the moon goddess said.   "You shall walk towards the path your instincts tell you to go and you will know you have arrived at your destination when you see a white light from above. There, the veil between your world and the human world is and you shall have to go through it," She explained to him.   "The direction my instincts tell me?" He asked rhetorically.   "Does this mean, as long as I walk towards the direction my heart tells me to, I should and should

When Tristan woke up the next day, he already had enough knowledge of Tristan Stone. That night when he fell asleep, he was shown the life of Tristan Stone and the important people in his life so he would be able to live as him till his time was up.   "Good morning sir," Arla greeted.   "Good morning Arla," Tristan replied, getting off the bed so he could leave the ladies to do their work.   He walked into his bathroom to freshen up and by the time he came back out, Arla and Kim were gone.    "I said, where is Tristan!" Tristan heard a feminine voice call his name from the living room even though he knew he only heard her because of his super hearing ability.   Her voice was loud in his head even though she wasn't closer. He wondered how loud it could be when she came closer.   "Tristan!" He heard his name again and her footsteps.  

Every day Tristan woke up with the hope of finding his mate but it seems fate has other plans for him. No matter how hard he tried and not matter how carefully he looked at every lady who he saw every day, none of them seemed to have glowing eyes.   Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and Adrian wasn't having it. He didn't expect things to be as difficult as they were for him. He was doing fine as Tristan Stone and has now gotten used to being Tristan stone.    As much as he loved the way he was treated in the human world and how different it felt compared to his world, he knew he had come here for a mission and time wasn't smiling with him.   It felt like a blink of an eye and eight month passed yet Tristan didn't come across any female with the glowing eyes. He thought he might have seen her and not recognized her and so he cried to the moon goddess to come to his aid.   "What

  "Tonight's was beautiful, thanks to you," Tristan said to Lydia and she smiled at him in return.   "You made my night lively and different. I actually came here to ease myself because of the stress I'm currently facing. Meeting you wasn't the plan but I'm glad I did tonight," Lydia said.   "I'm honoured. I also cake to relieve myself from stress and overthinking and I'm glad I was able to do that and the credit goes to you Lydia," Tristan tells her.   She heaved a deep sigh. "I guess I have to go now," she said getting up from her stool but in the process, she lost her balance but Tristan caught her just before she fell.    His hands were firmly on her waist and they sent a jolt of electricity down her spine. Their eyes met and her lips parted slightly.     She placed her hands on his shoulder to balance herself and until she was standing properly

Tristan watched as Lydia walked on the stage, showcasing the cloth she wore with a smile on his face.   He only came for runway shows because of business but he came now because he wanted to see Lydia.    She has been on his mind since two nights ago and after the long wait, he was finally going to see her again.   Yesterday he called her and asked if she was busy in which she told him she was and so because he wanted to have some time with her, he decided that he would come watch her walk on the runway and after that, they'd go out for dinner so as to catch up.    He watched Lydia's long legs that were clearly out in the open because she was wearing a dress with a slit that stopped on her waist. The dress was barely covering her body and as much as he didn't want to think dirty, he couldn't help but imagine her naked.   The small kiss she placed on his lips that night