All Chapters of The Alpha's Cursed Mate: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was the leaves of the gemstone willow tree and the bright blue cloudy sky. It was quiet and peaceful. I sat up in a sort of dazed state. I had a dream. I dreamt of my mother, the day I lost my first friend, Connie. It felt as though I was seeing things from both our views as if my mother or the dream was trying to tell me something. Maybe it did because it reminded me of the only ability a blood wolf alpha has. Unlike other alphas who were gifted with kinetic abilities, my kind was stuck with an ability that might not work on all alphas.I sighed and stood up. I already knew my ability to sniff out blood was exclusive to me, or maybe it wasn't since I knew nothing about myself. Still, the conclusion was that my abilities were pretty useless. The only good thing I had was my remarkable self-healing and Zinnia's rampage.I patted Willow and picked up the basket of food. "I'm off, Willow,""Thank you for coming over again, Sapphire," I nodded with

“It is not power that corrupts, but fear. Fear of losing power corrupts those who wield it, and fear of the scourge of power corrupts those who are subject to it.” ―– Aung San Suu Kyi____Astra stared furiously at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was dishevelled and her eyes were red from excessive weeping. The tears had washed away her coloured eye contact, so staring at the black eyes she called boring made her even angrier. It had been a while since she felt that way.Astra had long gotten used to getting what she wanted no matter the cost. She was the apple of her father's eyes and her mother's joy. They never denied her anything and soon, she learned to get what she wanted by herself.When she wanted to be the mate of Hendrix, all she had to do was cry to her father and he made it possible. He went as far as spreading a virus so Alpha Clay would fall victim to the scheme and paid a huge amount to trick him with a powerful contract. Now, she could live however she wanted an

The atmosphere was still vibrant and cool. It made the meal more refreshing. After eating my fill, Apple dropped a plate of strawberry tarts on my table and a berry smoothie. My mouth watered at the scrumptious-looking dessert. I was about to dig in when Scarlette snatched my plate and smoothie. My eyes widened and I jumped to my feet, ready to snatch it back but she passed it over to Gillian who then passed it over to Cooper. The damn Beta spat on my tarts and licked the smoothie cap and straw."Why?!" I cried out with dismay."Babe, I know werewolves burn calories and all but Jesus Christ, take it easy with the eating," Scarlette said with an expression of displeasure. "And stop feeding her so much food, Apple. You two as well," she pointed at Grandma and Brie. They stared at her with confusion."Why can't I eat? I love food,""It's good for her body." Alessandro's mate, Penelope, chipped in.I nodded in agreement. Scarlette smacked the side of my head. "Stop nodding and agreeing,"

The wind whooshed against my ears and body, blowing my hair and dress array. It carried the fragrance of the flowers growing all over the meadow. The sun was warm, like a cosy blanket on a cold night. That fuzzy and safe feeling it gives.I hugged my body as the wind blew again, a bit more aggressive than the last. Some strands of hair got into my eye. I groaned and carefully picked them out. I felt a presence behind me so I looked over my shoulder and my lips curved into a smile. It was a man with beautiful cadmium red and curly hair. His luscious curl stuck to his forehead and his smile gave his face the perfect gleam. His Spanish red eyes glimmered as they stared at me as if I were the most precious flower standing in the middle of the meadow.I couldn't remember who the man was but I knew him, I felt safe with him. With him, I felt as if I could conquer the world. He was the reason my heart pounded. The reason for the smile on my face. The reason I could look forward to tomorrow a

What's worse than death is living and what's worse than living is death. The nonsensical thought reverberated in my head as I stared up at the small stars scattered in the night sky. My hand rested on my stomach and the other supported my head as a pillow. My legs draped down the side of the roof but I wasn't afraid of falling. My mind might have been racing with nonsensical thoughts, but being up there was peaceful.I was on the roof of Gillian's house. After making sure Khloe was okay, I left her in Scarlette's care and followed Gillian home. I just wanted to be alone. Apple dozed off after crying and Earnest took her home. I wasn't too sure how Scarlette was doing but I knew she was in the same shape as I was. We were both silently swallowing the pain and concluded that it was best to let it go. Bothering others with our problems was of no use and even though we knew we had each other, talking about it changed nothing. That was also why I left with Gillian, he understood that as we