Sacrificed to the Cursed Alpha
READING AGE 18+
They tied me to the sacred stone and left me for the beast. Every full moon, the pack feeds a witch to the curse. Tonight, the witch was me. I braced for claws and teeth. Instead the Alpha froze mid-lunge and said my name - and then he said another name, one I had never heard, and every elder on that hillside went white. He doesn't want a wife. He wants to know what I am. He keeps me in his house, refuses to mark me, and bars a door at the end of the west corridor - the one with something behind it that has been saying my name since before I was born. Then my blood touched his oldest wound. Twelve years of ruin closed in a single breath. The pack votes to finish the sacrifice at the next full moon. The elders have written a trap into the fine print of their mercy. A man in a grey coat is paying for me to be delivered alive. And my mother's box just came back, carried by a stranger. He thinks he owns me. He still doesn't know whose blood is really cursed. *Read Chapter 1 - if you dare.*
Unfold
Breakfast was barley and milk at a long trestle, and the short one sat down opposite me with her coat still buttoned to the throat, which I had already learned was how she sat everywhere, as if the coat grew out of her.
I put the first question where the whole table could hear it.
"What does the house want ca……
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