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The Alpha is cursed and mated to a stubborn weak lycan

Elena has spent her life running—through countless foster homes, away from shadows of a traumatic past, and now, towards a future she can’t even imagine. An interview at Knight Enterprises seems like a small step, but she has no idea it’s about to throw her headfirst into a world of danger and dark desires. Alexander Knight is feared, powerful, and cursed. As Alpha of the largest pack in the region, his life has been a ruthless game of control and dominance, haunted by a bloodline that whispers of ruin. But when a small, unassuming woman walks into his world, everything changes. For Elena, the interview is a chance at stability. For Alexander, it’s a threat he can’t afford to ignore. Their worlds collide in a storm of suspicion, mistrust, and a magnetic pull that neither can deny. But there’s more to Elena than meets the eye. Shadows from her past are creeping closer, and secrets entwined in blood and betrayal threaten to unravel everything Alexander has built. He should destroy her. He wants to destroy her. Yet, every time he looks into her eyes, a dangerous hunger stirs—a yearning to claim her as his mate. In a world where curses bind fates and hidden enemies lurk, can they fight the attraction that could either be their greatest strength or their ultimate downfall? The Alpha’s Curse: Entwined Fates is a dark, seductive journey of power, passion, and forbidden love.

S_Wolfe · Fantasie
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Chapter 45: Shadows of Doubt

Chapter 45: Shadows of Doubt

The evening air in the mansion hung heavy with an oppressive stillness, a sharp contrast to the earlier buzz of life when Elena had first arrived here. Now, as she stood in the grand hall, her gaze drawn to the dimming light filtering through the stained-glass windows, an unfamiliar sense of dread began to settle deep within her chest.

Living with Alexander had seemed like a dream at first. The mansion was vast, a sprawling labyrinth of ancient hallways, lavish rooms, and ornate staircases, filled with old-world charm and a kind of gothic elegance that felt almost too perfect. But there were moments when the silence was too sharp, when the shadows seemed to move with a will of their own, when the mansion itself felt like it was alive and breathing—watching her.