The Cursed Lycan

Kate's POV

"Father you cannot be serious!" I cried out, my  voice cracking with disbelief.

Damien, the towering Alpha of the powerful Twilight Fang pack, fixed me with an icy stare.

I didn't understand how my fate would end up this way. The people call him cursed, even I know he's cursed...

The people say they hear howls and ravaging at night from his room and have witnessed him murmur people right before their eyes.

He was ruthless, arrogant and dominant, a fate I didn't want to experience.

"I've made my decision, Kate. You will be traded to Dimitri of the Bloodmoon Park at the next full moon ritual."

"B-But he's a monster! Everyone fears him, even his own packmates!" I looked around, desperately at the assembled Betas and warriors, but none would meet my eyes.

My stepmother Jane stepped forward, elegant lips curled in a cruel smirk. "Finally rid of this embarrassment. Perhaps Dimitri will teach you some respect, you spoiled little whelp."

"Mother, please!" I turned to beg my stepmother, the woman who had raised me since birth. "I'll do anything, I swear. Don't let Father send me away to him!"

Jane's sharp nails dug into my shoulder with startling force causing me to squirm with pain.

"Do not call me that again, omega filth. You're no daughter of mine, and it's time you learned your place."

Celine, my younger stepsister, strutted over with a hateful gleam in her eye.

What did I expect? I was thrown into the camp of the omegas after years of abuse. I was nothing but a mere toy in the hands of my family.

I was disposable, replaceable, useless and they didn't care if I died.

Being the daughter of the alpha meant absolutely nothing because even my father regarded me as the lowest ranking status.

I didn't understand why.

"That's right, we're well rid of this pathetic half-breed at last. Isn't that right, Kayden darling?"

I flinched as if struck when Kayden, my fated mate, silently moved to stand possessively by Celine's side.

His stormy gaze burned into me, radiating a confusing mix of shame, disgust...and regret.

"Don't look at him like that, wretch," Celine sneered. "He's all mine now - my one true mate. Isn't that right, my love?"

To my utter desolation, Kayden gave a solemn nod of confirmation.

My own fated mate, choosing my stepsister over our sacred bond. It was unthinkable...but terribly real.

"N-No...Kayden, why?" I pleaded brokenly. "We were supposed to be mated for life! You swore your wolf only had eyes for me!"

A muscle ticked in his chiseled jaw, and he finally spoke in a low, hollow tone.

"Things change, Kate. This was never my choice, but the situation is...complicated. I cannot be your mate any longer."

"But I love you!" I cried, tears streaming down my cheeks. "We were meant for each other, destined! You can't just throw that all away!"

His face remained impassive, cold...yet I could detect the barest flicker of anguish deep in his eyes before he turned away.

"It's done. That part of my life is over now."

Jane clapped my hands briskly. "Well, that's settled then. Run along and get packed, half-breed. You leave at the rise of the crimson moon."

The dismissal stung like a white-hot lash.