The Cursed Alpha king

e gesture. Fear engulfed Elara, but she forced herself to stand firm. "Alpha Damien," she whispered with confidence. The beast paused on his pace, its glowing eyes dutifully reg

" My name is Jarek. I'll definitely do what I can to help you, but don't expect something extraordinary like a miracle." "You have done more than enough already, that's all I may need," Elara replied. "Thank you so much, Jarek." Glancing into the darkness, towards the direction that Damien had vanished, Jarek beckoned onElara to follow him. "Come on, Elara. We need to sit down and talk, preferably somewhere safer." Jarek wasted no time in leading Elara into the deeper part of the forest, they passed the dense trees gradually until they reached a hidden spot that was cleared. In the centre of the clearing stood a small wooden cabin. The place seemed long visited and untouched by time, as if eagerly awaiting their arrival. "This is the perfect place where we can talk," Jarek said while opening the door like a gentleman for Elara to enter inside. Elara hesitated while scanning her new environment, and its surrounding.The cabin was barely furnished, as only the essentials were made available: a table faced with two chairs, a small but comfy bed, and a fireplace for warmth. Jarek finally closed the door behind them when Elara entered inside, he ensured to lock it with a heavy iron bolt. "Right here, no one cares to disturb us," he said almost in a whisper. Elara sat down on a seat at the table, her mind still racing with many questions. "You said you will help me achieve my purpose here. But how and where do we even start from? The curse... I know it's strong, but what exactly does it look like?" Jarek sat down across the table, facing her so as not to escape any of her facial expressions. He needed to know how determined she was. "The curse was the deed of a powerful witch... a very dark and heartless sorceress named Morgana. Story has it that she was obsessed with Damien and his influence, and she desired him for herself. But when Damian politely rejected her, she got furious and cursed him, binding his fate mercilessly to the darkest forces in her coven she could summon. As a result of that, on every full moon, the curse overpowers him, taking hold of his human nature and turning him into the monster you saw earlier today." "Did you say Morgana?" Elara repeated with disbelief and curiosity. "Is this Morgana still alive?" Jarek nodded in affirmation. "Yes, she's very much alive but elusive. No one has ever h