All Chapters of The Alpha King's Curse: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Jackson stopped at the start of one of the trails into the woods and clenched his fists. Why the fuck was he even bothering? It had been just over a month since a mob had set on her daughter, and that fucking woman hadn’t even bothered to make an appearance. He ran through the woods every morning with the same result. What kind of mother did that? Why did she show up at all if she wasn’t there to help?Layla needed to know who she was. He needed to know. She’d picked up the things he had taught her so quickly as if it had been her nature all along, and she was getting stronger. Every morning, when she was asleep and not guarding her mind, he sensed the presence of something greater within her. How would he teach her to hide it if he didn't know what it was? Her mother was still in his woods, hiding under their noses. Couldn't she teach her how to do the same? Without that, Layla would get caught before his body was cold.He growled and turned away from the trail to head for the gate

Layla held the silver chain with both hands and then looked up at Jackson. Jax, as Dylan kept calling him. It felt weird on her tongue because calling him by that name suggested they were closer than they were. “Nothing? No tingles?” Jax asked. “Nothing.”Jax’s body relaxed as if he had been expecting the worst. “This is one of the ways the Hunters like to torture us,” he explained as he took the chain from her with his bare hands. She frowned at his words as she watched him place the chain back in the box he had brought up to the bedroom after her breakfast. “How?”“Silver poisons us. They use it as a test when they suspect someone is a werewolf,” Jackson answered. “It’s debilitating. It burns and goes into our systems. If we’re exposed to it for too long, it poisons our whole system, and our organs shut down. It’s a terrible way to die.”Jackson said it casually, as if he were explaining how to bake a cake. She had to keep reminding herself that this was real; this was the life

Layla was still in a daze a few days later. Jackson had been walking with her every afternoon since she had seen him with her mother, but she was constantly losing herself in her thoughts. She couldn’t appreciate being outside.Her mother had been there all along.Her mother was the red wolf that everyone had told her was imaginary.And she was going to turn into a werewolf.She looked up at Jackson, who seemed to have his attention on something else. Maybe all the chatter going on in the town that she hadn’t been able to block out because she was distracted. “What about Brit?”“Rebecca disappeared before I could ask her anything, and I haven’t found her again since. She only comes out when she wants to be seen.”Typical.“Maybe I should bring Brit here—”“She’s safer where she is.”She called and texted Britney daily, and her sister seemed to enjoy the new residence. She hadn’t mentioned her fear of her bodyguards and Jackson again, but she knew it would still be on her mind. She co

Layla rushed into the house and saw Dylan speaking to Micah in the lobby. They both turned to smile at her when she closed the door. She didn’t understand. Jackson had rushed off because there was something out there coming for him or the pack. Could they not feel that change in the air? Had Jackson just run off like a lunatic to fight by himself?The smile died off Dylan’s face as he came forward.“What happened? Why are you so scared?”“Jackson... He told me to take the ladies to our bedroom and lock the door.”The tension rose as both men looked at each other and rushed to open the door. There was silence in the air but she knew they were communicating. Did Jackson have some sort of death wish? He’d let his pack brutally hit him without defending himself. He’d killed a man who’d come to do his job. And now he was off defending the pack by himself. Was this still about the guilt she felt consuming him every day? This wasn’t how to make amends! What good would he do for the pack if

The morning sun was streaming into his room when Jackson opened his eyes. He hadn’t thought he would. The dark magic had spread through him so quickly that when he had closed his eyes, he’d been sure it would be for the last time.He turned his head towards the bundle of heat nestled against him and met her gaze. He felt her relief like the weight had lifted off his shoulders. But there was nothing to feel relieved about. What happened only proved that she wasn’t safe with him. He could have died.Layla would have been left alone to deal with all this shit, even with Dylan, Micah and Chase watching over her. The witch had become bolder. Maybe she had just been toying with him because she seemed stronger. Layla bit her bottom lip as if trying to hold all her emotions in. He could sense each one, and it felt like a judgement. Her feelings made him feel like the biggest failure to walk the earth. An Alpha King who couldn't protect his mate and child. An alpha who couldn’t mark his ma