|The Cursed Alpha's Mate|

Kiara looked up at the darkness above her, then at the bars of her cell. She longed to step foot outside, to bask in the sunlight that’d burst through the little cracks in her walls and the dim silver light that’d dance it’s way from the moon every night.

She longed to see the green grass, the trees, the birds and the bees, she longed to see her very face in the mirror. She had been locked away at 10 years old, on that very day her wolf should’ve came out...

Unfortunately though, her bones had never cracked, furr hadn’t taken over her skin and the beast she had tried so hard to call forth never came. That was all she did wrong, not having a wolf was apparently her sin or rather what she was guilty of.

The alpha had spat so many words of hate to her, he had almost killed her when his hand wrapped around her neck. She remembered it as though it was just yesterday...the look that had been in his eyes, the deadly words that had came out of his mouth...

‘A child without a wolf is basically a child that isn’t a wolf...a human; weak and fragile came from the womb of a creature stronger than hundreds of its kind. Death is your penalty and you shall pay it...’

His hand had started to squeeze her throat tighter, the bloodlust in his eyes so prominent that it still gave her nightmares.

‘I hate the weak...I wholeheartedly despise them... every time an omega is born I feel like vomiting, but the sight of you makes me want to slit my own f*cking throat. The weak will always falter and cower, they can’t fight back, thus why the strong is the only ones that ascends. Power is power and my father did not have that, I’m in the position I am because of him...he was weak and you are not better than hi—’

‘Alpha! I beg you please...my daughter...I...she did nothing wrong, let her go...’

The words were ones of plea from Kiara’s mother and they were what had the Alpha dropping her to the floor and instead turning towards her parents.

Kiara wished he had taken her life instead of theirs, but they had been the one to beg, they gave up their lives for hers and it was all for nothing...for look how pitiful she was now...

She had been locked up for more than 8 years...she lived no life and had yet to secure herself a mate. The stories her parents told her still lived in her mind, the belongingness she’d feel when she found him, the euphoria...

But sadly, she’d never get to feel any of that, not if she’d be locked away in the dungeon all her life, eating the scraps that the pack didn’t want and moreover, nobody would want her if she didn’t have a wolf.

She’d live a lonely life until she died and she dreaded that with all her heart. She wished she hadn’t been so weak, she wished the goddess had blessed her with a wolf, she wished for a mate, she wished...because that was all she could do...

Clenching her fists, she closed her eyes as tears blurred her visions. She wanted the life she never got to have, she wanted back all the years he stole from her, she wante—

A sudden scream left Kiara’s lips when the bone in her hand twisted, the sound and the pain, it was enough to have her looking down at it in fright...in dread...

‘It shall all be granted...’ The voice was one that had no face, she was sure it was a voice in her head and yet it sounded so real, so l—

The other hand did the same, then her legs and her whole body...Kiara’s screams were as horrendous as the pain; loud, echoed sounds that could probably reach the top of the stair...

Fur tainted the skin of her hands first; white fur...the fur of a wolf! And then the rest of her body was covered too, she wasn’t standing on one feet anymore, she was now standing on four...

She was a...she was a wolf...a wolf!

Her eyes scanned her body, utterly surprised, utterly amazed...was the moon goddess finally answering her wishes?

Would she get to have a normal life, would the Alpha finally set her free?

He most likely wouldn’t, her wolf didn’t seem big, it didn’t seem strong...he hated the weak and therefore, he still hated her...

With a whimper of disappointment, she crouched down, the fur on her skin retracting and the pain of her bones cracking repeating as she apparently changed back into her most pitiful form...

Naked on the cold floor she now laid, her clothes that had shredded laying in pieces beside her...it seems having a wolf will not be able to save her after all. She’d still be pitiful, she’d still be in captivation...

The tears that she cried every single night greeted her eyes again. Yet again she failed, yet again s—

Kiara stiffened when the silence that had been reigning was disturbed by the sound of the door upstairs banging against the walls. She sat up from the floor, her nostrils stuffed with the familiar yet unfamiliar scent that approached...fresh coconut and the slightest dash of rusted metal...

It was so strong that it instilled fear within her and yet her heart palpitated with anticipation. Every footstep that greeted her ears had her fear increasing, but there was this excitement in the pit of her stomach, this compulsion that she was under because of the scent.

She wanted whoever this person was to come, but she also feared their approach... With legs that were now shaking, she crept over to the bars of the dungeon, trying to see.

The footsteps got louder and soon, combat boots came into her eye sight... Her balls of vision drifted up to stare into the face of the stranger and her heart almost stopped...

She might’ve forgotten the scent, but this face...the scar under his eye was enough to have her wholly recognizing him.

He was the alpha, the one who had murdered her parents in front of her with nothing but brutality...

His eyes weren’t a dark obsidian as they were that day, instead they were a bright red and he stared down at her with something other than bloodlust in those eyes. “Mate...”

Kiara shuffled back, her heart stuttering as though the beats were broken words, and in her head...a little voice whispered the very same word he said... ‘Mate…’

She was confused, she wasn’t sure what was happening, or what she was feeling...she was just...just lost...

With strong arms, he reached for the bars of her cell, spreading them apart without much effort. “Mine! My mate...”

He stepped inside and Kiara shuffled back until her back was against the dusty old walls. “I...you...what...?”

He stooped in front of her, reaching for her cheek which he held gently despite the callousness of his palm. “Finally...mine.”

“I...why...?”

Kiara went silent when his hand slipped down to her neck, tilting her head to the side. Was he going to finish what he started that day?

Would he kill her now?

Just like he had tried to do when she was a child?

“Are...you...will you kill me?”

His eyes pierced into hers. “Never, my fated one...I will only mark you as mine now and forever.”

Teeth as sharp as knives came forth and into her neck he shoved them...instilling pleasure that had been unknown to Kiara all her life.

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A/N// And bang! Your girl Gaydar is here again...another emotional rollercoaster...you'll hate me more than you love me...but that's okay, I don't mind(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

Anyways, let me know what you think about the first chapter...

This book has been in my draft for about a year now, I jotted down the plot, made an outline, but I never had the will to write it...I found it a week ago though and I was like 'Damn! This can make me some money!'🤣🤣🤣🤣

I'm kidding, don't listen to me y'all!