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The Alpha's Curse

On the night of the annual Sacrifice, Waverly, the daughter of the Alpha of the Lycan pack, offers herself as a candidate when her younger sister is chosen to be the next woman sacrificed to the Crimson Wolf. Upon meeting the Crimson Wolf, Waverly discovers that he is under a dangerous curse that threatens to kill him and whoever dares to stay by his side if he doesn’t find his mate by the next Lunar Eclipse. Full of mystery, lies and betrayal, The Alpha’s Curse chronicles the story of Waverly as she uncovers the secrets behind the curse that plagues the Crimson Shadow pack and establishes a deep connection with the Crimson Wolf that could ultimately destroy her future and place her life at an incredible risk. ** Sawyer’s gaze remained on her, almost studying her. Within this proximity and such a confined space, she could smell the musky scent of his cologne emitting from his unbuttoned collar. His necklaces dangled to the middle of his chest, highlighting the bits of muscle she could see underneath. Sawyer’s eyes trailed to her cheeks and then finally, her lips. His body inched closer to her and with each step he took, the fine freckles that crossed the bridge of his nose became more prominent. Waverly’s body quivered as she closed her eyes and felt the heat of his breath get warmer and warmer… Then it was gone. Waverly opened her eyes to see Sawyer standing near the shelving unit, staring at the ground. His face contorted. “Is everything okay?” she asked, calmly. Sawyer stood still and kept to himself. “Sawyer?” “Leave.” The Alpha's Curse is created by Kianna Walpole, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Kianna Walpole · Fantasía
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100 Chs

Chapter 81: Truth Be Told

Most of Waverly’s evenings and days for the following few weeks were entirely filled with concern for her father and his well-being. As a way to maintain order within Lycan pack during this time, Waverly, Sawyer, and the rest of their family took turns at his bedside, ensuring he had everything he needed for the day, while also helping him with daily tasks.

Waverly’s father sat up in his bed, the most he had been able to do independently since her arrival. Finn was seated in the chair beside him, looking over documents that needed the Alpha’s approval. Waverly listened, but with each day that passed, she became more nervous about the prophecy at hand.

“So, I moved this here and then allocated the funds in this way. Then I figured if we—”

Waverly’s father raised a hand to push the paper away from Finn’s gaze. “I trust you,” he said weakly.

Finn put the papers down. “How are you feeling today?”