All Chapters of Cursed Alpha, Chosen Love: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The scent of damp earth and pine filled the air as Kaelan and Rhea moved deeper into the forest, their boots crunching over fallen leaves. The moon, partially veiled by thick clouds, cast eerie silver streaks between the branches. The deeper they went, the more unnatural the place felt, as if the shadows themselves were alive, watching their every move.“I don’t trust this,” Rhea murmured, her fingers brushing the hilt of her dagger, a reflex born from countless encounters with danger. The markings on her skin, once dormant and merely decorative, now pulsed with faint silver light, a sign of the magic that ran through her veins—a magic that was both a blessing and a curse.Kaelan exhaled sharply, his breath misting in the cool night air. “Neither do I. Something’s watching us,” he replied, his voice low and tense. He could feel the prickling sensation at the back of his neck, a warning from his instincts that something was amiss. His wolf stirred beneath his skin, itching to break fre

"You knew and didn’t tell me?" Kaelan’s voice was sharp, edged with betrayal, cutting through the heavy silence of the chamber like a dagger.The seer’s eyes, clouded with age yet piercing with wisdom, held steady against his ire. "It was not my place to tell you before you were ready." Her tone was calm, but there was an undercurrent of something deeper—perhaps remorse, perhaps resolve.Kaelan clenched his fists, the knuckles turning white as he fought to contain the tempest brewing within him. He had come here seeking answers, a glimmer of understanding to illuminate the darkness that surrounded him, but every word from the old woman only deepened the storm inside him. "Ready? You let me walk blind into this!" His growl reverberated through the dimly lit chamber, the words fueled by frustration and a sense of betrayal that gnawed at his insides.Rhea flinched beside him, her fingers curling into her palms as if she were bracing herself for the fallout. "Kaelan, we need to listen."

"They’re here."Kaelan barely had time to react before the first howl split the night. It wasn’t the kind of howl that called to the moon—it was a war cry. His muscles tensed as he sprang from his chair, knocking it over in the process. The sound echoed through the village, a prelude to the chaos that would soon unfold.Outside, the village was already in turmoil. Flames licked at the edges of wooden roofs, casting eerie shadows across the dirt roads. The scent of smoke, sweat, and blood filled his lungs as he sprinted toward the center, heart pounding like a war drum. His mind raced with thoughts of the villagers, the families, the children. This was not just a raid; it felt like an invasion, a declaration of war.Wolves—twisted, unnatural things—snarled as they tore through homes and defenses alike. Their fur was matted, their eyes glowed with a sickly yellow light, and their movements were too fast, too erratic. Kaelan's instincts kicked in, sharpening his senses as he shifted mid-

"You're serious about this?" Torin’s voice was laced with disbelief as he stood before Kaelan, arms crossed over his broad chest. His amber eyes flickered in the firelight, sharp and calculating. The tension in the air was thick, almost suffocating, as the gathered pack members watched, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and concern.Kaelan met his gaze without flinching. "Yes.""You're out of your damn mind," Rhea snapped, stepping between them, her voice wavering with fury and desperation. "You don't have to do this. There has to be another way!" She looked back at Kaelan, her eyes pleading, as if her very will could change his mind.Torin let out a dry chuckle, shaking his head. "No, there isn’t. You want my pack’s help? You want me to stand against the Elder Wolf?" He tilted his head, a smirk creeping across his lips. "Then I need proof. Proof that you're not the same tyrant who once ruled with fear. Proof that you’ve changed."Kaelan remained silent, the weight of his past

"I told you this was a trap." Elias's voice cut through the freezing air, sharp as the mountain winds. His stance was rigid, muscles coiled, scanning the twisted, gnarled trees surrounding them. The shadows danced ominously, and the chill in the air felt alive, almost sentient. "We’re walking straight into a slaughter."Kaelan shot back, his voice steady despite the tension. "We don’t have a choice." He gripped the hilt of his blade, feeling the familiar weight of it grounding him. His eyes flickered to Rhea, who was breathing hard, leaning against a frost-covered boulder. Her markings—those strange glowing sigils on her skin—had been pulsing erratically since they crossed the last ridge. "If we turn back now, we lose everything."Eryn exhaled sharply, her breath visible in the cold air. "He’s right. The Elder Wolf won’t wait for us to be ready. Either we face it on our terms or die running." Her resolve was palpable, a fire igniting in her chest that pushed her forward.Elias scowled