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The Curse of the Alpha

The Curse of the Alpha

Author: Midika
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Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1696    |    Released on: 10/01/2023

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er

against a nearby tree,

ng. Seems a lot less impressive

er shoulder from where s

id you

ybe?" I kick at the dirt, expecting fairy dust or som

t curse keeping an Alpha entombed alive undergr

netics, which is why I agreed to a

a unique spell. He was placed there during a war between two Pack's,

f the story is

it. He wants to keep as few people in

ck and fort

ould only be ri

er bound book from her back

e story,"

elieve an

he earth. It's firm, having n

Sire, may no

o many years, and that the Alpha of our Pack may have boas

thing about the story

his magic. He senses something is here, and the lore su

es the dirt he rises

t will rise him, others believe one must lie on the spot under the

oo

s in her eyes. "It'

ncient he is, he's not finding hi

r that," she mutter

tension in her shoulders. She's taking this f

I ask

s say if he is risen, it wil

dancing through me. I'm anticipating the moon reaching the centr

angerous, the

o it. "Depends how spiteful he is toward the Alpha and t

he pages, she does

part of, by the

be pi

although Hazel suggests it's almost impossible

y Sire's punishment fo

d ringing through the trees. "So,

's disturbing, first of all, and second, it'

at, the ground i

she grumbles, shakin

need for yo

oon. With whatever residual magic lingers here from Sire's spell, I can b

boo

me is enough for me to create, but I need other magical sources. I want i

hat make

g to get under my nails, but I ca

it, then shru

ting it sift through my fingers. There is

ng," I

tle. "You expected

ug. "No. Should I

st washed this morning, but to be ab

confirm whether they are mat

which isn't for another hour," Haze

ds that are approaching. "It'

me get all

ooking forward to the trek to our camping spot for the nig

edible, af

umble, scuffing my feet through t

at

f an Alpha." The story is so tragic it seems just that. A sto

a little. "

ave ma

e as it comes. More so than that anyone that walks this earth. He's one of th

ver my skin, but

ou told me he is likely still conscious, at times, right

s no point mourning a man who has the po

ning him. Not when there is a chanc

is torturous and roman

d. "The full moon has crest

t once," I encourage. It's the main reas

arily. "We don't

us about this spell, but I'm sure confirming that she isn't mated

her eyes

e on my face as she gets do

ng ha

" she grumbles, scrambling back u

t a couple words will do to change a spell that has been in place

have time for this," Mary insists

uickly lying am

what words I

sound lurches up from the earth, the

the dirt quickly smothers my limbs as I sink lower. I'm pinned dow

d, who has discarded her book, rifling

franticness before muttering what

downward, snagging at my clothing, splaying ou

pulls at my hand, but s

dirt starts to cover my eyes, fall

e muffled as the entiret

my mouth closed and hold my brea

earth is offering me

on my entire body as I'm mercilessly pulled toward the centre of

n, I'm

ds before my back slams against something solid. Any air left in

and salvia onto a grimy tile floor a

t h

el comfortable, I raise my head, only to se

mossy stone casket s

exactly w

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