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The Alpha and His Cursed Mate

作者: Angelica2511
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She is a witch, hiding under the façade of wolf-less omega. He is the future alpha. A magical bond that attracts them to one another that they can’t allow or resist. Zane, the future alpha of the Moon Keepers, is attracted to Eleanor, a weak member of the pack. There is something in her that he can’t resist. He is tempted to have her. He never feels such a strong pull even toward his mate. Eleanor bears a curse, which says that she will cause the destruction of her mate. This makes her terrified of approaching a male. She knows she cannot mate with Zane. She tries to keep her distance from him. But she can’t resist his charm. She is well aware that this attraction will only lead to the pack's destruction. Will they be able to resist their temptation and keep their distance? or will their union bring disaster?

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Chapter 1Chapter 1- A mysterious woman in a cloak

Chapter 1

A mysterious woman in a cloak

It was late at night. When the entire pack had fallen asleep, a young woman in a black cloak strolled through the woods holding a lantern. The moonless night made the tree trunks and clumps of bushes appear even darker. Tall gloomy trees stretched skyward like arrows, patchy sky, and stars visible through tree cracks. Creepers snaking through the ground were barely visible.

The dried branches and leaves snapped with each step she took. The sound of the crickets was deafening on that quiet night. The flutter of the unseen nocturnal birds could be heard occasionally. She looked around in horror every time she heard the howling of the wolves.

She quickened her pace. As she further approached, she saw a faint light from afar. She looked back to check if anybody was following her. Once she made sure that no one was around, she hurried to the source of the light.

Several minutes later, she finally arrived at a worn-out house. She set the lantern on the porch and lifted her hand to knock on the door.

Knock-Knock…

Creak…

After a while, an elderly woman with a humpback opened the door. She regarded the young lady with a squint and asked, "What brings you here at this hour?"

"The elixir's effect is fading," the young lady hissed. She sounded frustrated. "You have to give me something strong."

"Hmm…" The old woman walked into the house, motioning for her to come along. "Have you given him the potion I gave you?" She walked up to a cabinet.

"I've already given him the potion," the young woman replied promptly as she followed her.

The old lady opened the cabinet and took out a small wooden chest. She drew a vial of clear liquid from it and gave it to her.

The woman in the black cloak regarded the vial with a squint. "What is it?" She asked.

"The thing you wanted from me," the elderly lady said, smirking eerily. "It is stronger than the first one. Apply it whenever you feel necessary."

"Are you sure it is stronger than the earlier one?" The young lady asked, excitement brimming in her eyes.

"Of course… But you have to remember one thing always." The old lady inched towards her and whispered fiercely, "As I told you earlier. It won't work if he mates with his fated mate." Her brown iris vanished and turned completely white.

The young lady scooted away. She got scared because of the sudden change in the old lady's demeanor. "I get it," she murmured, stepping back further. "I think I should leave."

She pivoted and dashed out. She grabbed the lantern and ran away. Chills pricked her body as she heard the eerie laughter of the old lady. She ran faster without looking back.

A week later…

Zane stepped out of the bathroom, rubbing his hair with a towel. He stalled on the track as he detected the sweet flowery aroma, which enchanted him. He dropped the towel on the bed and walked out in haste, only to run into his mate, Ruby.

"Ruby," Zane took her name in a trance, looking at her with lust.

Ruby clenched her thighs as she watched his bare torso, which was a perfect V. She walked up to him, a provocative smile on her face. "It's so unfortunate that I missed the chance to come to the shower with you," she muttered, wiping the water droplets off his shoulder.

"I can go to the shower again." Zane smirked, encircling his arms around her. "With you."

"Are you sure?" Ruby slid her finger down his shoulder to his sternum and then to the six-pack abs. She brushed her fingers along the knot of the towel.

Her touch was enough to make Zane's cock hard. "It's too bad to play with fire," he hissed.

"I like to play with fire," she whispered back.

Zane drew her to his chest and kissed her fiercely. He dragged her to the room, his lips still locked with hers. Then he slammed the door shut and pressed her against it, pinning her hands above her head. Ruby kissed him back urgently.

Zane spun her around swiftly.

"Ah…" Ruby whined as her face and breasts pressed against the door.

Zane placed a searing kiss on her shoulder and neck, his hand dragging up her gown. He soon reached her panties. He slid his thumbs inside the elastics of the panties and pulled them down to her ankles.

Ruby quickly slipped out of her panties and kicked them aside.

In the following moment, Zane shoved his knees between her legs, causing her to split her legs wide. He rubbed his hard cock on her buttocks as he parted her folds with his two fingers.

"Mm…" Ruby moaned, closing her eyes.

"You are already wet," Zane whispered in her ear, rubbing her clit in small circles.

"Take me, Zane," Ruby whispered back. "Make me yours once more."

"I'll fuck you so hard that you'll forget everything." He shoved his two fingers inside her all of a sudden, making her yelp in pain and pleasure. The slippery sound could be heard every time he moved his fingers in and out. He quickened his pace.

He could feel Ruby's muscles stiffening. He pushed his fingers deeper and harder.

"Ah…" Ruby shuddered and cried out loud as she got her orgasm.

Zane pulled the towel around his waist and tossed it down, his erection brushing against her buttocks.

Ruby still had yet to recover from the mind-blowing orgasm when Zane shoved his hard cock inside her.

"Oh…" she groaned in pleasure as he started fucking her hard.

Zane moved faster and faster, kneading her breasts roughly.

A scene of him chained up in a dark room flashed in the back of his mind. He shook his head to get rid of the image. Then he saw a silhouette coming towards him. He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head once again. The images stopped coming into his mind. But he grew restless and lost interest in sex.

Zane drew his cock and walked aside, running his fingers through his hair.

"What is the matter?" Ruby asked, approaching him. "Why did you stop?"

"Huh…" Zane let out a deep sigh, embarrassed for stopping all of a sudden. "I don't feel good. I mean…"

"It's okay, Zane." Ruby interrupted him after noticing his hesitation. "You must be tired. I shouldn't have come so early in the morning. Sorry to bother you." She turned to walk away.

Zane felt more awful when he noticed her sad look. He grabbed her wrist and drew her into his embrace. "I'm sorry, baby. I disappointed you."

"Don't say sorry." Ruby put her fingers on his lips. "You are not fully recovered from last week's incident. I should have stopped you."

Zane bowed and kissed her to make her feel good. "I'll make up with you once I fully recovered," he whispered against her lips. "Don't be upset with me." He rested his brow against hers.

Although Ruby was disappointed, she didn't show it on her face. She mustered a smile and said, "Dad is here. Would you like to say hello to him?"

"Of course. Give me a minute." Zane walked up to the closet.

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