All Chapters of Prisoner Of the Cursed Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

**Alpha Xavier's POV**I walked silently through the dark corridors of the palace, my hood pulled low over my face, trying to avoid the eyes of the patrolling guards. It was late at night, and the castle seemed peaceful, but I had received an urgent call from my men who were staying near the palace. The message was clear, and at least three people had come to my room tonight, telling me that I needed to meet them in the forest at midnight.My footsteps were light, almost inaudible, as I approached the secret exit at the back, where the walls began to merge with the shadows of the forest.Sneaking past security without being noticed was no easy task. I avoided the guards and slipped through the gates until I finally reached the edge of the forest. The air there was dense, filled with the scent of trees, wet earth, and the faint smell of wild animals. My eyes quickly spotted the glow of a campfire in the distance. My Beta, Josh, was gathered with three of our best men. They spoke in hus

**Alpha Xavier’s POV**I walked down the dark hallway, the absolute silence of the early morning allowing me to hear every step I took on the cold stone floor. It was one in the morning, and everything around me felt empty and quiet. That's when I saw Luna Katy leaving Cassandra’s room, her imposing figure wrapped in an impeccable dress, shimmering in the dim candlelight.There was something strange about her. A slight, cynical smile played on her lips, and the black onyx necklace adorning her neck reflected a dark aura. When she saw me, she immediately stopped, her expression hardening, as if she had been preparing for this moment. She walked toward me with firm steps, her gaze fixed and piercing."Cursed Alpha," Luna Katy began, her voice cold and dripping with disdain. "I imagine you're here to see your bride..." She cast a dismissive glance toward Cassandra's room before turning her eyes back to me. "But as you know, the rules are clear. The bride and groom must not meet in the 24

POV Cassandra My heart was still racing, even after seeing Xavier enter the hall. He was injured, with a visible cut on his face, and the determined look I had always known. But the relief of seeing him there couldn’t erase the tension that still hung over me. I felt the gaze of all the guests, their expectations and judgments weighing on us like a heavy cloud.The officiant approached, microphone in one hand and papers in the other. His voice echoed through the silent hall, each word carefully measured to give a solemn tone to the moment.“We are here today to celebrate the union of Cassie and the Cursed Alpha.”My eyes turned to Xavier, and a whirlwind of emotions swept over me. What did it mean to marry a man like him? What did the future hold for us? Even so, I stood firm, knowing there was no turning back now. He looked at me, and in that gaze, I saw something that gave me the strength to continue.The officiant went on:“Cassie, do you take the Cursed Alpha as your husband, pro

**Cassandra's POV**The next morning, I was organizing the last of our things for our departure from the palace. Just the thought of finally leaving that place sent a chill through my stomach. There weren’t many people I wanted to say goodbye to, except Jennie, who had been kind to me from the moment I arrived. She was one of the few people who treated me with humanity during my time there.“Anything else, Miss Blackwoold?” Jennie asked as she placed an old sweater into the suitcase.I looked around, realizing that most of the things here weren’t really mine but wedding gifts we had received from King Alpha and the guests. Gifts that, for me, were reminders of an event that, although it brought a new beginning with Xavier, still carried the shadow of King Alpha’s control and manipulation.“Just put everything in the car. I’m tired and... I can’t wait to get out of this place. It brings back... bad memories.” I sighed, sitting down on the bed, trying to shake off the growing discomfort

POV CassandraThe sound of my boots hitting the damp forest floor blended with the noise of my heavy breathing. I was running with everything I had, my feet sinking into the ground as the wind whipped my face. The trees around me became a blur as I sped up, trying to reach the destination Ursula had indicated as fast as I could.Suddenly, my eyes caught sight of something ahead — an old wooden bridge that looked like two entwined serpents, as the wood merged with the moss from the trees, with planks creaking in the wind, exactly as Ursula had described. My heart raced, and for a moment, I stopped running, just watching that fragile passage sway slightly. This was the sign.My hands trembled as I unrolled the piece of paper that had been tucked in my pocket. Panting, I glanced at the scribbled words, trying not to let the nervousness take over. I needed to make this work. I closed my eyes and repeated the words, my voice low and hesitant: "Like shadows that camouflage in the middle of