All Chapters of The Alpha's Curse: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Pietro's funeral was held the following weekend at the local church. Waverly walked up the staircase and past the abundance of individuals gathered outside, mourning and discussing the life that he had led. Followed by Sawyer, Waverly entered through the large wooden doors and was greeted by a large photo of Pietro at the head altar surrounded by flowers. A guest book sat on a table right by the entrance beside another image of Pietro with his parents and grandparents outside of their family restaurant. Sawyer placed a hand on Waverly's lower back and led her towards a seat at the pews. They sat together and Waverly's eyes watched as members of the Crimson Shadows trailed in behind them, taking their own seats one after another. Once everyone was seated, the Pastor nodded at Sawyer to indicate the beginning of the service. "Hello everyone," the Pastor began. "We are gathered here today for what is a truly tragic occasion. Before we begin the service, as tradition, our Alpha will gi

Mia? Waverly paused. Wait, how did she know her name? Had they met before?"You're looking sicker than the last time we met," she said, dropping the flower. "Then again, I guess pregnancy does that to a wolf, doesn't it? Mind you, I wouldn't know." Waverly's mind whirred, but she suppressed all her emotion with a single gulp. "Who are you?" she repeated.Mia looked to her and sighed. "You know, as a Luna, your manners are something to be desired." Despite her lack of healing and changing capabilities, Waverly was grateful she could still sense danger when it was near and although she was fearful, she placed herself on guard. "You've been following me around town for weeks. I have a right to know who you are."Mia laughed. "Following you around? Don't flatter yourself. I'm merely in the neighbourhood for a friend."A friend? Could Waverly be wrong? But then again, why else would she be out here, in the woods alone? Something wasn't adding up."What friend?""Oh, just a recent

Adjusting to life as it stood was more difficult than Waverly initially thought. As the week continued to pass by, it wasn't only the growing sickness that she faced, but also that Sawyer had barely spoken a word to her outside of short one-word sentences when she prompted conversation or in passing. In the year they had been married, and even prior to that, she had never seen Sawyer as upset with her as he was now. It would've been less painful if he ignored her completely—but instead, he still communicated with her in an indifferent manner and somehow, that made it worse. They sat together at the dining room table, eating dinner. Waverly's eyes flicked upwards towards where Sawyer sat. He kept quiet and ate his food without making eye contact. Waverly moved the food around on her plate with her fork, scraping the dish hoping to get a reaction. When she didn't, she set down her utensils. "Is this how it's going to be?" she demanded, staring directly at Sawyer.He looked up at h

Waverly blinked her eyes. It was just an illusion—fake. Nothing about it was real. Only, when she kept blinking and the figure remained, she was less and less able to convince herself. Pietro stood still, but fear consumed his eyes. "You need to stop him." His voice was dark and husk, and Waverly sat frozen in her spot, completely paralyzed. "You can't let him go." Waverly's mouth was dry, and it took all her strength to find some piece of her voice. "I—P—Pietro…? You're not—you're not real. You're…dead." Pietro continued as if he had not heard her. "He can't go down there—Sawyer, if he goes, he will confront great danger." At this, Waverly's reflexes clicked in, and it was like her entire body broke free of the chains of fear and switched into gear. "Danger? What kind of danger?""A danger so great, it will place all at risk. But only you can stop it. You hold the power to end it all." "End all of what?!" Waverly said, pushing for answers. "Who killed you? What happened? Pi

Sawyer's grip tightened around Waverly as she concealed her face into his body, muffling the sound of her tears to not disturb the celebration. "Here, let's go outside, alright?" Waverly nodded into his chest, still covering her face. Darren looked to Sawyer, questioningly, to which Sawyer bowed his head to assure him that all was okay before following Waverly out of the restaurant. Once the door shut and they were hidden by the wall of the storefront, Waverly faced Sawyer. Tears had smeared her mascara and her nose was beat red, standing out from her skin. Sawyer reached out a hand for hers and rubbed it. "What happened?" Waverly sniffed. She couldn't find the words. All she could think of was what Finn had said: "They don't know if he'll make it." She knew the risks of being an Alpha, but she never imagined in a million years that her father would face the consequences of his position. He was the strongest Alpha she knew, next to Sawyer. If anyone could handle himself in a