
The Cursed Alpha's Luna: Sold to the beast
"Fuck", I gasped when Kaelen suddenly tore me away from his skin, panting heavily.
My fingers shivered.
My mind refused to let go of the taste of his lips.
I...
I just... kissed the beast.
What the fuck just happened?
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Sold to a cursed beast by her wicked father and stepmother as a sacrifice, Mirella concludes that it is the end to her miserable life.
However, the unexpected happens - instead of being killed she's marked and claimed by the beast Kaelen!
Now she is seen as the only hope for the Alpha's cure, and she's suddenly made the Luna of the pack and his wife.
Determined to break the curse and free him so he can let her go, Mirella risks everything. Along the line, things get blurry, and feelings begin to grow for this strange beast...
But their happiness comes at a price, a price that Mirella isn't sure she is willing to pay. With the clock ticking down to a dangerous final choice, Mirella must decide whether to save the Alpha or not. Will Mirella abandon the wolf her heart yearns for, or will she risk her life to save his?
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Chapter 1
Chapter One
~Mirella~
I stared at the beast in front of me. My heart thudded loudly in my chest... Yes, I was warned not to show how terrified I was and that if I did, it could lead to my death, but who wouldn't be terrified of this huge beast snarling at me?
I was frozen on the spot; it was like all the organs in my body stopped working, and all I could do was stare at the beast, afraid that if I blinked, then I would be gone-for life.
My wolf Lyra was shouting at me through the mind link, telling me to run, but where would I go? I had no place to go. No one would accept me!
I was an illegitimate child whose mother was nothing but a pawn in my father's game. He didn't accept me as his child, and life was hell in his pack; to make matters worse, I was born an omega, different from my late beta Mom and Alpha Dad. I was an outcast, and the only thing I was good for in the pack was to be sold to the cursed Alpha.
This beast right here was the cursed Alpha I was sold to. Alpha Kaelan Silverstone, Alpha of the Silvermist pack!
My dad's voice echoed in my head. "Your sacrifice will secure protection for the pack. We'll have redemption; we'll have power. You're no longer a child. Do this, and you'll never want for anything again."
At that moment, I wanted the man who only donated his sperm to be burned alive. How could he do this to a child of his own?
Selling his own daughter just to avoid a war!
I wanted to scream at him and tell him I was worth more than that, but being the weakling I was, badly trained to keep my mouth shut by my mother in order to survive, I said nothing and nodded my head like a fool.
The beast took a step forward, and my heart sped faster than before. Is this my end?
I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin; he was too close.
He growled at me, and my body shuddered. I let out a whimper, my lips shaking.
I've heard tales of how he'd lost control and killed his pack members in a spiraling rage. Every werewolf was terrified of him; they tried everything to bring this beast down, but nothing they did could do that; it only ended their lives, and all they could do was bring a fertile female to satiate his needs.
His dark red eyes glowing in the dark pierced mine; it was like he was studying his prey before killing them. Tears strolled down from my hazel eyes uncontrollably, accepting defeat.
I hiccuped and closed my eyes, awaiting my demise. Instead of feeling my head off my body, I heard him whisper in my ears.
"Run!" I flung my eyes open, unsure of what I'd heard.
"Run, little lamb, run!" he repeated in a low, husky voice. The beast had a malicious glint in his eyes, and it made me become wary.
This could be a chance from heaven!
My pulse spiked, dread chilling in my veins. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to flee, to escape this forest before he reached me. I spun around, my feet barely touching the ground as I tore through the shadows, my heart slamming against my chest. But I knew, with a sinking certainty that I couldn't outrun him, but I held onto a hope that maybe, just maybe, the moon goddess had me in her mind and would send a savior to help me.
Hopefully... my mate!
His strides were faster, his movements almost animalistic. I could hear trees falling, his loud footsteps echoing in my ears. He was close by; the snapping of twigs and a rush of winds were evident.
My lungs burned, my legs ached, but I pushed myself harder. Hoping-praying-that he would tire. Just when I thought I had created some distance, a powerful arm wrapped around my waist, yanking me backward. I let out a groan as my back hit the bark of a tree.
I looked up, my vision blurred by fear and pain as I met his gaze. There was nothing human in his eyes, all clouded by the dark red glow, raw possessive glint of a predator who had caught his prey.
He growled, "Mine!" His voice was like a low rumble that vibrated through my body. His face mere inches from mine, his breath hot against my skin. The ferocity in his expression sent a chill down my spine, and I felt my heart stutter, unable to escape from the hypnotic grip of his eyes.
"N-No..." I managed to stammer, trying to push against the weight of his arm, but his hold was unyielding.
My struggles were futile; my strength was nothing compared to this beast. The Alpha leaned in closer, inhaling deeply as if he was trying to memorize every inch of my scent. His gaze flickered with something dark and primal, a silent promise that sent a fresh wave of terror through me.
The beast's large fingers brushed against my skin, igniting a fire I have never felt before. My wolf was responding to his touch, his lips brushing my neck, and it did nothing to soothe the fear coiling in my stomach.
Then, in one swift, possessive movement. His teeth sank into my neck, marking me with a claim that left no room to escape.
A shockwave of sensation tore through me, sharp and electric, filling my veins with a mix of pain and... something else. My head tilted back, my senses overwhelmed by the sudden surge of emotions that I couldn't control. A strangled gasp escaped my lips, and tears pricked my eyes, blurring the forest around me.
I could feel his possessiveness in every inch of his touch, a fierce declaration that echoed louder than words. This wasn't a choice, or a vow, or even a bond-it was a demand. A mark of ownership.
Before I could make sense of the surge of emotions flooding my senses, everything went dark.
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9.3
One moment I was human, sixteen years old and in love, believing my life would follow a simple, ordinary path. The next, I was taken from everything I knew and thrown into Silverwood Academy, a hidden world where wolf shifters rule, magic breathes, and survival is never guaranteed.
They see me as an anomaly. A girl who should not exist.
My mark is rare, dangerous, and tied to an ancient bloodline that was meant to stay buried. It binds me to a goddess who gives power without mercy and a destiny no one walks away from unchanged.
At Silverwood, strength decides your worth. Alphas test me. Rivals hunt me. Teachers watch, waiting for me to fail. Every full moon pushes me closer to a power I do not fully understand and a future I never asked for.
And then there is love, complicated and cruel in the way only fate can be.
I am torn between the boy I loved as a human, a bond so strong it refuses to break even after death, and a dangerous pull toward a wolf who challenges me, pushes me, and makes me question who I am becoming.
Each choice costs something. Every secret carries blood. The more power I gain, the more I risk losing myself.
They want me to be a weapon. A leader. A legend written in moonlight and war.
But I do not want a throne or a prophecy.
I just want to survive the fate that marked my soul.
Because in this world, destiny is not a gift. It is a debt, and it always demands payment

8.8
My fated mate, Alpha Kaden, watched me die slowly for three years while he groomed his mistress. When our pup withered and died inside me due to his neglect, he publicly accused me of murder. That was the day I stopped dying for him and started living to defy him.
The Pack Healer confirmed our pup's soul returned to the Goddess; Kaden's weakened bond was literally killing me, forcing a procedure to remove the last physical tether. Immediately after, Kaden returned with Cori Mullins, his 'true love', and found me. He snarled accusations I'd destroyed his heir-a lie Cori eagerly reinforced.
He dismissed my cries that he killed our baby, believing their narrative. My inner wolf gave a final gurgling howl as necrosis spread, and he swallowed Cori's lie that she, not me, saved him from rogues. I looked into his eyes and saw only disgust; he deemed my pain a performance, blind to the bond rotting me.
Realizing he would never believe me, I formally rejected him as my Mate. He laughed, dismissed it as a tantrum, and refused to accept. But as he walked away, leaving me to die, I vowed to reclaim my life. I vanished into the night, determined to live for myself, whatever the deadly cost.

7.5
In the Kingdom of Everspire, a celestial omen appears once every thousand years, the Blood Moon Prophecy. It chooses one woman to mate-bond with five Alpha wolves, each ruling a different pack. If she fails to unite them, the kingdom will fall to the Void Beasts that hunt in the shadows. This year, it chose me, and all five of my fated Alpha mates rejected our bond.
I was the packless wolfless orphan no one wants.
They don't know I'm the Silver Phantom, the realm's most feared masked rogue wolf who's slaughtered corrupt Alphas for a decade.
They don't know I'm the Last Moonblood, heir to the ancient Celestial Pack that was supposed to be exterminated. They don't know I'm a True Alpha-stronger than any wolf alive-who's mastered nine ancient powers: primal magic, battle strategy, healing arts, divine shifting, and more.
And they definitely don't know I'm the only one who can stop the Demon King of the Void from breaking through and destroying all shifter-kind.
The Crown Prince Alpha thought bonding with me would weaken his bloodline.
Now he corners me in the hallways, his voice low and desperate "You belong to me, Lysandra. At my side. In my bed. Under my protection. Your wolf calls to mine-don't you dare deny what burns between us."
The General Alpha believed I'd be a liability on the battlefield.
Now he drops to one knee before me after I ended a war he couldn't win, his eyes burning gold. "I was a god-damned fool. You're not just my mate. You're my Alpha. My equal in everything. I'll kill anyone who tries to take you from me. Say you'll stay."
The Grand Sorcerer Alpha was convinced I had no wolf, no power, nothing became obsessed. "Your power passes mine. You're Mine. I've searched centuries for a mate worthy of me, and you've been here all along. Don't you dare hide from me again."
The Merchant Heir Alpha called me forgettable. Now he traces the scars on my face like they're sacred. "I was blind and stupid. You're the most exquisite creature I've ever seen. Let me spend eternity proving I'm worthy of you. Let me worship you the way I should have from the moment we met."
The Shadow Guardian Alpha refused to even acknowledge my existence.
Now he stalks me through the darkness, his voice a rough whisper against my neck. "I've hunted you for years without knowing my prey was my mate. You're the only wolf strong enough to stand beside me. The only one I'll ever submit to. You own me, little phantom. Whether you accept it or not."
And now all five of them are obsessed with me.
Possessive and Feral with need.
Too bad I'm the one in control now.
And I have a Demon King to kill.

8.6
In my previous life, while I was screaming in labor, my Alpha husband was too busy comforting his mistress to answer his phone.
My son died gasping for air.
But Graves didn't grieve. Instead, he dragged me out of my recovery bed because his mistress, Alex, claimed to have "silver poisoning."
He commanded the doctors to cut me open right there.
He watched them harvest my kidney and spinal fluid without anesthesia, just to use my essence as a beauty treatment for the woman who poisoned me.
"It is your duty, Luna," he sneered as I bled out on the table.
I died looking at his cold, hateful eyes, realizing my love had been a death sentence.
But the Moon Goddess has a twisted sense of humor.
I opened my eyes, and the calendar on the wall showed the date from three years ago.
The day he brought Alex home.
I didn't cry. I didn't beg.
I walked straight to the dark clinic with a cooler box in my hand.
"Perform the Bloodline Severing," I told the terrified doctor.
"Extract the fetus and freeze it in magical stasis. I'd rather stop my baby's heart myself than let that monster call him 'son'."

8.6
Daria, an orphaned omega, thought finding her mate would save her and give her everything she had ever dreamed of... Until he rejected her, humiliating her before the entire pack. But after one night of unexpected passion, she falls pregnant with his child. Ecstatic, she believes fate has given her another chance, only to learn he wants nothing more than an heir to cure his curse.
Heartbroken and betrayed, Daria flees. Years later, she returns, armed with more than she could ever think to achieve. Now, she must choose: let their bond mend what was broken, or let her anger destroy everything he holds dear.

8.8
Genevieve already died once. A silver stake. A half-blood's betrayal. Never again.
She wakes up three years before the prophecy. Her power is intact. Her knowledge is complete. She could destroy everyone who wronged her.
But that sounds like effort.
So instead, she plays weak. She trips. She cries. She hides under desks. She tells everyone: "Sorry, I'm just a weak little vampire."
Let Rosalie and her cheat system think they're winning. Let them steal the glory. Genevieve just wants to nap and eat blood pudding.
Too bad no one believes her.
Now the students are torn between mocking her and idolizing her. Rosalie's system is crashing. And Genevieve's "useless" act is accidentally building a legend she never wanted.
She just wanted to be trash.
Why won't anyone let her?