All Chapters of Prisoner Of the Cursed Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Pov CassandraShe smiled again, that malicious smile that always made me uncomfortable. Slowly, I saw Katy pull something from inside the sleeve of her dress—a small glass vial. My eyes immediately fixated on the clear liquid inside it. It looked harmless, but I knew that, coming from her, nothing was ever that simple.“I want you to put this in the Alpha King’s drink tonight.” Her hand extended, the vial glinting under the soft light of the room. I took it, though my fingers were trembling. My thoughts were racing. What was this? Why me? What would it do to him?"Don’t worry," Katy said, interrupting my thoughts as if she had already sensed the hesitation on my face. "It won’t kill him."I looked at her, trying to steady the tremor in my voice. "What... what is this?"“It’s just a remedy,” she said calmly, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. “It will help him sleep better. The Alpha King has many nightmares at night, you know? He refuses to take medicine; he’s stubborn.

POV Cassandra"Why would I miss that piece of shit?" he growled with wild fury, standing up so forcefully that everything on the table was knocked over. The objects flew, scattering across the floor, but he didn’t seem to care. "My father... the man everyone revered, never found me worthy of taking the throne." His laughter was bitter, mocking, and though he tried to hold back, it was obvious that the anger was about to explode. "He wanted me to abdicate. He always said that if I took the throne, I would destroy everything he built, that I would bring everyone down with me!" He shouted, his voice echoing through the room, and with a violent gesture, he ripped the curtains from the window, tearing them without remorse.I tried to maintain my composure, but the chaos he caused around me made me even more nervous. "I understand... but still, he was your father. The only reference you had," I murmured hesitantly, my words coming out almost like a whisper. His gaze was devastating, rage bu

Pov Alpha Xavier"No, Luke, please... you're being too cruel! He's still too young!" My mother pleaded, her voice broken with worry. She knew what was coming, and fear was evident in every word. But my father, hardened by anger and frustrated expectations, had no patience left for her pleas. He no longer saw her as his companion; the only thing that still mattered to him was the promise I represented."This boy needs to start training immediately!" He growled furiously, his eyes burning with impatience. The veins on his forehead bulged, his fists clenched at his sides. "Do you want him to grow up weak and useless, just because his mother pampered him too much?" He snarled at her, showing no concern for the fear on my mother's face. "My son will be an alpha! Like me! He will be my successor, and for that, he needs to be strong. Strong enough to protect himself and you, in case someone tries to attack us while I'm not around."That was the day my personal hell began. The training sessio

**POV Cassandra**"Put everything in place, quickly, you useless girls! The Alpha King doesn’t want to see anything out of order, and Luna Katy is far too anxious for this day!" The sharp voice of the head maid echoed through the palace halls, making all the other girls shrink under the pressure. She was impatient, her expression severe, as she watched us with critical eyes, searching for any slightest mistake.I took a deep breath, trying to stay focused on the work while wiping the sweat that ran down my forehead. The day was already exhausting, and the heat inside the castle, combined with the physical effort, made my body feel heavy, as if every movement was a battle against fatigue. Luna Katy, in a rare gesture of "generosity," had excused me from my direct services with her so that I could help the other maids with the palace's preparations. The reason was simple: many girls had died recently, and the reduced number of staff was forcing each of us to take on more responsibilitie

Here’s the revised version without the dashes:---**POV Cassandra**I was startled and almost fell backward when I felt a pair of strong hands wrap around my waist, firm enough to stop me from hitting the ground. "Don’t tell anyone!" he whispered in my ear, his low, husky voice sending shivers down my spine. I could feel his warm breath, and the closeness between us was suffocating.I swallowed hard, nodding, embarrassed. We were so close that I could feel the heat rising to my face, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. He must have noticed because he abruptly let go, stepping back. I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. I walked over to the well, attempting to divert my focus. I grabbed the bucket attached to the rope and began pulling it up, trying to find some distraction in the task."Why are you doing this?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, his expression hard with suspicion. "You’re my mother’s maid. This isn’t supposed to be your job."The rope slipped from my hands for