Cursed Alpha's Witch Mate

"Take those garments off" he said harshly.

Her pulse was still racing, and she was still perspiring. Even as it fled, she still caught a glimpse of its wail. The mere thought of moving caused her great anxiety.

She kept telling herself, "Everything's OK, Ella; it's fine," but it wasn't helping.

The olive leaves caught her attention, and she crept over to them, picking them up with trembling hands as her breath caught.

Her stomach was turning and she felt a strong need to throw up. Nonetheless, there was no way she could pull it off. I wouldn't use that phrase out here. She turned to see where the wolf had gone, but it was gone and its howling had ceased.

She sprang up, declaring, "I'm going away; I'm rushing back home," with no additional hesitance or doubt, but with a palpable undercurrent of terror.

Jeremy, Spenser's brother and beta, leaned over the railing of the balcony. Olivia spotted him from a distance and realized he seemed stressed and preoccupied.

She had observed him intently from a distance before choosing to approach him.

He was a muscular man with icy grey eyes who maintained a permanent expression of sternness. When he became irritated, his face got worse and worse.

Why would God-like Beta have any cause for concern?

Olivia smiled brightly as she walked up to him and said abruptly.

Olivia has a one-of-a-kind pair of eyes that enhanced her beauty while she was being snarky or playful.

Jeremy made a few minor adjustments as he turned to face her. After that, he groaned and resumed resting against the rails.

He mumbled, "I guess you can go now if you're through."

As in, "Oh, really?" You don't have to take everything so personally, Jeremy," Olivia sneered. There was a moment as she grinned and stepped in beside him.

"Could you tell me where King Spenser went with his gamma and the Physician? "

This question only served to irritate Jeremy, who already felt marginalized. You've got the incorrect Olivia to pose that question to. He said, "I don't know."

"I see. Yet, I have to admit that is quite pitiful, you know? She spoke first. In other words, you should be prioritized above his gamma. If you're going to come after, explain why.

Jeremy's clenched fists were visible to her.

She groaned, "Oh, dear." Apparently, your mom tried and failed to make you his gamma instead of his beta. The only reason you have that title is because Spenser gave it to you; in reality, you're one of the lowest in the pack, if you ask me.

Stop talking, Olivia. And leave me alone!" he cried as he turned to her, his voice cracking with the intensity of his rage. Olivia laughed contemptuously and walked away, satisfied that she had accomplished her goal.

When thinking back on what they put her through since she couldn't have a son, it's safe to say that they deserved it. She wanted to cause as much pain as possible because of how they had treated her before: like garbage.

King Spenser stood quietly as his grandmother helped him put on his robe beside the river bank, where the water was gurgling down the bed and the crickets were chirping in the air.

No one had spoken for quite some time, and everyone save the witch, Sucy, seemed to be anxious.

"Why didn't it work?" After putting on the king's robe, Viscar inquired abruptly. The guard caught his eye, and he turned to Sucy. "Sucy, why didn't it work? If the curse can be broken, why can't it?

And how am I to know? The laughter of Sucy.

I did my part, all right? After all, you did say you were only testing the waters. And I swear on a stack of Bibles that it was going to work.

The gamma scratched the inside of his lower lip and held his arms outstretched. They weren't sure it would work, but they were willing to give it a go. And yet, he had kept his hopes up that it would.

"So what do we do now, Sucy? "Again, he faced her and posed the question.

"You should already know that I don't know. Sadly, it wasn't successful, and now I have to go back home. And remember what you said about not telling anybody, because if my sisters find out..."

"So you're simply going to leave?" The conversation was interrupted by Viscar.

They everyone became silent at the news. After then, King Spenser touched Viscar's chest.

That's alright, then; let's set off. After the murder, he turned and walked toward his horse.

Even though Sucy expected Viscar to have a temper, she was nevertheless let down.

She inched closer, her wide eyes meeting his.

She turned around and began walking back to her own horse, muttering, "I never thought you could be this ungrateful."

Sucy had already gotten on her horse and began riding away when Viscar calmed down, perhaps realizing he'd made a mistake in shouting at her.