My Shapeshifter Mate:Falling for My Cursed Superior
His second name is Death. Anyone who tries to get too close to him loses their life. He was cursed with the blood of his dead brother and till he finds the killer of his brother, he's forever bound with the curse. He's avoided like a plague, but he even loves it that way. He's so addicted to solitude and being alone. He is a bloody supernatural being, an unusual wizard. The only child born under Three Red Stars on a gloomy night 25 years ago. The demons fret at the smell of his scent, and evils flee. He has no shadow even in the dark. He is soulless-Orion Alaric, that's his name. The son of Duran Alaric, who owns Mystic Institute, a school for supernatural beings, located deep in the fogs of Mount Delos. Mystic Institute takes in over five hundred disciples yearly, and of the five hundred, Orion was determined to find his brother's killer that year, so he joined the school as a superior. There he sat on his throne, and as expected, she came.
Samara Hercules, a whitehead witch who's the exact opposite of everyone around him. Unexpectedly she is not the one he's hunting for, but her white hair reminds him of the killer each time he sets eyes on her and that builds a toxic hatred in him for Samara.
He was even ready to get rid of her so he wouldn't have to see her face anymore.
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Chapter 6
IN THE ICE CAVE
Almost all the top students are present except Ceres and Agatha, and Samara is currently on the ice bed, the steam coming from the ice seeping into her pale skin.
"Why was she brought here? She should be treated instead. I'm getting y'all arrested if my friend really dies" Ruthie said, and Echo held her shoulders.
"Don't worry Ruthie. Bringing her here is the best. Blood will stop circulating in her body so far she's on the ice bed, and that's why her bleeding stopped already" she said.
"Really? Will it really bring her back?" Ruthie asked.
"Not really, but master can transfer some of his inner powers to her, she'd wake once master comes" Krishna replied behind, and she nodded.
As if he could hear, Master Duran came in immediately, and the students made way for him as he walked to the bed, taking Samara's wrist.
He placed two fingers on it to feel her pulse, and he nodded.
"She's healing"
"Healing?" Merlin asked.
"Isn't she an healer?" He replied, and Ruthie gasped.
"Gosh! I totally forgot! She is! But wait! Her body is fast in that aspect so she should have finished healing by now" she said quickly.
"She got stabbed by Orion's sword, so it might take a while" Aragon spoke.
"That tasteless, wicked, callous, cruel, devilish scum of the earth is Orion? Sounds like Onion, what an ugly name" Ruthie said with a scoff, and everyone began laughing except the master and Aragon though.
"He's the second Superior" Peony said.
"I don't care!" Ruthie shouted.
"Calm your voice down, Samara will wake up in an hour at least" Master Duran said and left.
"Y'all should leave. Staying here might slow down her healing" Aragon said.
"Me too?" Ruthie pointed to herself.
Aragon left without replying, and Peony held her.
"Don't worry, she'd be fine" she said, pulling her out with the others.
They left for the cafeteria for breakfast, and Ruthie's eyes widened when she saw the delicious foods looking ostentatious.
There's no server in sight, so it's obviously self service.
"I wish I could eat all these with Sam" she muttered.
"You won't eat?" Raven asked.
"I'm not eating anything without Sam" she replied.
"I envy the friendship" Krishna said, and Ruthie smiled at him.
He returned it before leaving to join the line with Raven, and she blushed.
"Did he just smile at me?"
She sat alone and just watched everyone else take food.
Merlin and Echo were the first to serve themselves, and they returned to the table with full trays.
"Don't tell me you both are finishing all" Ruthie said in astonishment.
"They're tiny, but they eat like elephants" Peony replied, sitting beside her with her own tray of food.
"I love your purple hair, witch" Ruthie said.
"And I love your redhead, witch" Peony replied, and they laughed.
"I'm Peony by the way" she said.
"Nice" Ruthie nodded.
"That's Raven, and that's Krishna, his friend" Peony pointed at them.
"Thanks, and those two foodies are Merlin and Echo right?" Ruthie replied.
"You know their names already?" Peony smiled.
"Yes. They were the ones who came to get i and Sam" Ruthie said.
Agatha entered the crowdy cafeteria, flaunting her hair proudly, walking like she owns the world like her usual self till she got to the line.
Instead of staying in the last place, she went to the front, not minding the others in line.
She spent over ten minutes to take her food before leaving the line, settling down alone on a table.
"Wait ... Did that just happen? Did that disgusting, arrogant, proud girl ... Did she just get ahead of everyone in line?" Ruthie blinked.
"That's Agatha, she's the princess of a distant kingdom called Sullivan. Her father is a king, so she gets special treatment" Peony replied.
"I don't care! So far she's in here, isn't she a disciple too?" Ruthie said.
"Well... Ceres is the only one who can say that to her face" Peony replied.
"Ceres?" Ruthie said.
"That's her" Peony said, pointing at Ceres who's just coming in.
"I like people like her, I should get to know her" Ruthie made to stand, but Peony pulled her back.
"Don't go to her, she only talks to Raven who's her brother or Krishna who's her crush, any other person is a no, she's naturally bitter" Peony said.
"Wait... didn't you say Raven and Krishna are friends? She's crushing on her brother's friend?" Ruthie said.
"Sure, love is not forbidden in here" Peony replied, eating another forklift from her scrambled eggs.
"We're back!" Krishna and Raven joined the table, then Merlin and Echo came over to the same table too. They're currently on the third tray of food.
Ceres joined them too after getting her food, and Ruthie waved at her, but she shunned her and just ate.
"Told you, she hates people" Peony said.
"Now I know" Ruthie rolled eyes at Ceres.
Aragon came in, and the attention of 50 percent of the girls turned to him. He might be a superior, but he's same age with most of the disciples just like Orion, and he's got an handsome but cold face.
The only difference between the superiors and disciples is that the superiors reached the last stage of their power cultivation already, but the disciples are just starting their cultivation.
"Whoa, girls crush huh? My Sam even joined the girls already" Ruthie said.
"He might be cold, but Superior Aragon is actually caring" Echo said over a mouthful of food.
Aragon got his food and went to his own special table at a different spot in the cafeteria where he settled.
Agatha took her food tray and left her table, going to him immediately.
"I feel like eating here today" she said, sitting in front of him.
Aragon said nothing, just eating silently.
"Wait...when did you guys resume?" Ruthie asked.
"We all resumed this week, just different days, and we haven't done much" Raven replied.
"Heard we're going on our first test this evening" Krishna said.
"Test?" Ruthie blinked.
"Yes. Test of our powers, and I can't wait" Merlin said, drinking some water.
"She's awake!" Echo pointed at the door, and everyone turned there to see Samara standing there with an angry look.
The veins on her neck are out.
"Sam!" Ruthie rushed to her with the rest.
"Where's that bastard who wounded me?" She asked.
"Sam...
"Where's him!!" Samara interrupted, and Ruthie jumped.
"Calm down Sam. Superior Orion is not here now"
"Onion? So he's the second superior? Is that why he decided to stab me at first sight? What if I died!!!" Samara screamed crazily, and Aragon entered the circle, making her scream stop abruptly.
Her mouth remained open as he felt her temperature by touching her forehead, and she stood still.
Agatha lost her appetite immediately she saw the scene.
Aragon actually touched that girl?
She poured away her remaining food in anger.
"You're not burning, seems you're totally fine" Aragon said and made to remove his hand from her forehead, but Samara held it back.
"No. Keep touching" she said, but he removed it nevertheless, and he walked out of the cafeteria
"I can now die in peace, he touched me" Samara rested her palms on her chest, and a loud bell sounded from the assembly immediately.
They all left the cafeteria for the assembly where they met just Master Duran on seat, no chiefs in sight.
They lined accordingly, waiting for what he has to say.
"This evening will be the first test of power, y'all will be going on a journey to the woods where you'd face several challenges. It might turn dangerous, and that's why we'd have y'all distributed under the two Superiors who'd accompany you in the journey" Master Duran talked.
"I hope I'll be under Superior Aragon" Ruthie said
"Me too" Merlin and Echo said at a time.
"Anywhere I am, I'm fine" Krishna said, and Ruthie looked at him.
"He's so cool" she muttered, then her eyes met with Ceres who's also staring at him.
Ceres rolled eyes before looking away, and Ruthie scoffed.
"She's not even that pretty"
"I want to be under Superior Aragon too" Raven said.
"Me too please" Peony said.
Agatha only smiled.
"And know that the Superior you'd be under will also be the one to oversee your practicing classes" Master Duran said again, and everyone held their breaths as a broad sheet appeared on his palm.
He started calling the names, starting with the ones under Aragon.
"Peony"
"Raven"
"Krishna"
"Ruthie"
"Echo"
"Merlin"
"Ceres"
"Agatha"
"There's just one disciple under Orion" Master Duran continued, and they all went silent.
Samara held held her breath this time, hoping it's not what she's thinking.
"Samara" Master Duran finally said, and Samara fainted.
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7.1
I was eight months pregnant, waiting on the sofa for my billionaire husband to come home.
But when the heavy oak doors opened, Cayden threw a fake DNA test on the glass table, showing a zero percent probability of paternity.
He accused me of carrying another man's bastard. I cried and begged, swearing I was framed by his childhood friend, Carmella. He didn't listen. Instead, he ordered his massive bodyguards to pin me down while a private doctor forced an abortion pill down my throat.
"The Merritt family does not raise bastards. Get rid of it."
He forced me to sign divorce papers and ordered his men to throw me out into the freezing storm. Before I was dragged away, I desperately told him the truth: I was the anonymous donor who gave him a kidney to save his life three years ago.
He just sneered, saying Carmella had the surgical scar to prove she was the donor, and kicked me out to die.
Lying in the freezing rain, vomiting up the half-dissolved poison to save my baby, I didn't understand how the man I loved could be so completely blind. How could he let that woman steal my kidney, my marriage, and murder his own flesh and blood?
Five years later, I returned to New York not as his pathetic discarded wife, but as a top-tier medical fixer for the global elite.
And my genius five-year-old son has already infiltrated his mansion, ready to tear his empire apart from the inside.
8.4
My mate, Alpha Santino, brought another woman into our home. She was a pregnant Omega, the widow of his fallen Beta, and he swore to protect her above all others.
He gave her my seat of honor, left our bed cold each night to soothe her feigned nightmares, and ignored me completely. I was the Luna of the Blackstone Pack, but I was becoming a ghost in my own life.
The final betrayal happened in my own bedroom. She stood over my vanity and deliberately shattered my mother's sacred moonstone necklace, the last piece of my family I had left.
When Santino burst in, he didn't see my heartbreak. He saw only her fake tears.
"What did you do to her?!" he roared, his voice laced with the Alpha's Command, a sacred power he used to crush my will.
Then, for her, he did the unforgivable. He raised his hand and struck me, his mate.
In that instant, the love I had desperately clung to turned to ice. The man I had sworn my life to had not only betrayed me but had defiled the sacred bond the Goddess herself had blessed.
As the pain of his betrayal ripped through me, something ancient and powerful awakened in my blood. I rose to my feet and spoke the words that would destroy his world and begin mine.
"I, Alessia Bianchi, reject you, Santino Moretti, as my mate."
7.6
He hated my gut!
I detested his arrogance!
I was supposed to be his ex-stepmother,but I hated pack politics and returned to the human community after Alpha Holt's death.
I was forced back to heal the wounds of the one that hated me the most, my stepson Adrian.
To the world he was the famous NHL golden boy of hockey and to the Frostfang pack, their feared Alpha.
But the moon goddess had another plan.
On the night he was crowned as Alpha, his father's mark faded from my neck and Adrian's mate bond burnt harshly on my skin. But fate wasn't done yet.
We were expected to team up to fight a common foe when we could barely stand each other.
Was our fate strong enough to overcome physical hatred?
7.1
I lay paralyzed on stiff white sheets, a prisoner in my own skin, listening to the rain lash against the window like nails on a coffin. My father, Elmore Franco, didn't even look at my face as he checked his clipboard. He just listened to the steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor-the only thing proving I was still alive.
Without a hint of remorse, he pulled a pen from his pocket and signed the Do Not Resuscitate order. My stepmother, Ophelia, stepped out from behind him, wearing my favorite pearl necklace and smelling of cloying perfume. She leaned close to my ear to whisper the truth that turned my blood to ice.
"It was the tea, darling. Just like your mother. A slow, tasteless poison."
She chuckled as she revealed that my fiancé, Bryce, had a two-year-old son with my sister, Daniela. My inheritance had been funding their secret life for years, and now that the money was secure, I was an inconvenience they were finally scrubbing away. As my father yanked the power cord from the wall, the beeping died, and the darkness swallowed me whole.
I was being murdered by my own flesh and blood, used as a bank account until I was no longer needed. I died in that sterile room, drowning in the realization that every person I ever loved was a monster who had been waiting for me to take my last breath.
Then, I gasped. I woke up in a luxury hotel suite surrounded by silk sheets, five years in the past-the very morning of my wedding. Next to me lay Basile Delgado, the "Wolf of Wall Street" and my family's most dangerous enemy. In my first life, I ran from this room in a panic and lost everything. This time, I looked at the man who would eventually destroy my father's empire and decided to join him.
"I'm not leaving, Basile. Marry me. Right now. Today."
7.0
I was the fated mate of Ryker Blackwood, the future Alpha, but my lack of an awakened wolf made me a pathetic joke to his pack.
Instead of protecting me, he publicly rejected me, chose the manipulative Lilith Vane as his Luna, and locked me in a freezing dungeon.
While the entire pack cheered for their final mating ceremony above, I rotted in heavy chains below.
When a rogue attack killed our unborn pups, I reached out to him in agony, but his voice through our fading bond was like splintered ice.
"Our pups are dead. Don't bother me again."
He didn't care at all. The casual dismissal shattered my inner wolf, and I died in that filthy cell, suffocating on my own despair and a hatred so potent it burned through my last breath.
Until my last moment, I couldn't understand why my absolute devotion was met with such cruel betrayal, and why my fated mate let our children die without a second thought.
Opening my eyes again, I wasn't in the dungeon.
I was back in my seventeenth year, choking on the icy water of the lake Lilith had just pushed me into.
Seeing Ryker's arrogant sneer and Lilith's fake concern on the shore, I didn't cry or beg for his attention like I did in my past life.
This time, I would publicly sever our sacred bond, awaken my true Alpha bloodline, and make them pay for every drop of my blood.
9.4
I was lying in a sterile hospital room, dying of cancer, with only a fake infertility report to keep me company.
Right before my heart monitor flatlined, a stranger walked in and handed me a medical file.
He told me that my fiancé, Garret, had zero sperm viability. The baby my adoptive sister, Beryl, was carrying wasn't his.
When Beryl got pregnant years ago, my adoptive parents forced me to break my engagement and take the blame for being barren.
I was discarded by Garret, mocked by Beryl's triumphant smiles, and kicked out of the house.
I was left to rot alone in a hospital bed while they lived the perfect life stolen from me.
My entire existence had been a cage built on a single, disgusting lie.
The anger burned away my despair. Why was I the only one who didn't know?
Why did I let them use me as a maid and a shield for their filthy secrets?
As the darkness swallowed me, I prayed for just one more chance.
I opened my eyes to the sound of my adoptive mother yelling my name.
The calendar on the wall read March 15, 2019—the exact day they forced me to give up Garret.
This time, I didn't cry or beg.
"You want Beryl to have Garret? Fine," I told my shocked adoptive parents. "But I want a cash buyout, and we are legally severing this adoption."
Then, I set my sights on Douglass Ward—the stranger from the hospital room.