|The Cursed Alpha's Mate|

Kiara looked up at the darkness above her, then at the bars of her cell. She longed to step foot outside, to bask in the sunlight that'd burst through the little cracks in her walls and the dim silver light that'd dance it's way from the moon every night.

She longed to see the green grass, the trees, the birds and the bees, she longed to see her very face in the mirror. She had been locked away at 10 years old, on that very day her wolf should've came out...

Unfortunately though, her bones had never cracked, furr hadn't taken over her skin and the beast she had tried so hard to call forth never came. That was all she did wrong, not having a wolf was apparently her sin or rather what she was guilty of.

The alpha had spat so many words of hate to her, he had almost killed her when his hand wrapped around her neck. She remembered it as though it was just yesterday...the look that had been in his eyes, the deadly words that had came out of his mouth...

'A child without a wolf is basically a child that isn't a wolf...a human; weak and fragile came from the womb of a creature stronger than hundreds of its kind. Death is your penalty and you shall pay it...'

His hand had started to squeeze her throat tighter, the bloodlust in his eyes so prominent that it still gave her nightmares.

'I hate the weak...I wholeheartedly despise them... every time an omega is born I feel like vomiting, but the sight of you makes me want to slit my own f*cking throat. The weak will always falter and cower, they can't fight back, thus why the strong is the only ones that ascends. Power is power and my father did not have that, I'm in the position I am because of him...he was weak and you are not better than hi-'

'Alpha! I beg you please...my daughter...I...she did nothing wrong, let her go...'

The words were ones of plea from Kiara's mother and they were what had the Alpha dropping her to the floor and instead turning towards her parents.

Kiara wished he had taken her life instead of theirs, but they had been the one to beg, they gave up their lives for hers and it was all for nothing...for look how pitiful she was now...

She had been locked up for more than 8 years...she lived no life and had yet to secure herself a mate. The stories her parents told her still lived in her mind, the belongingness she'd feel when she found him, the euphoria...

But sadly, she'd never get to feel any of that, not if she'd be locked away in the dungeon all her life, eating the scraps that the pack didn't want and moreover, nobody would want her if she didn't have a wolf.

She'd live a lonely life until she died and she dreaded that with all her heart. She wished she hadn't been so weak, she wished the goddess had blessed her with a wolf, she wished for a mate, she wished...because that was all she could do...

Clenching her fists, she closed her eyes as tears blurred her visions. She wanted the life she never got to have, she wanted back all the years he stole from her, she wante-

A sudden scream left Kiara's lips when the bone in her hand twisted, the sound and the pain, it was enough to have her looking down at it in fright...in dread...

'It shall all be granted...' The voice was one that had no face, she was sure it was a voice in her head and yet it sounded so real, so l-

The other hand did the same, then her legs and her whole body...Kiara's screams were as horrendous as the pain; loud, echoed sounds that could probably reach the top of the stair...

Fur tainted the skin of her hands first; white fur...the fur of a wolf! And then the rest of her body was covered too, she wasn't standing on one feet anymore, she was now standing on four...

She was a...she was a wolf...a wolf!

Her eyes scanned her body, utterly surprised, utterly amazed...was the moon goddess finally answering her wishes?

Would she get to have a normal life, would the Alpha finally set her free?

He most likely wouldn't, her wolf didn't seem big, it didn't seem strong...he hated the weak and therefore, he still hated her...

With a whimper of disappointment, she crouched down, the fur on her skin retracting and the pain of her bones cracking repeating as she apparently changed back into her most pitiful form...

Naked on the cold floor she now laid, her clothes that had shredded laying in pieces beside her...it seems having a wolf will not be able to save her after all. She'd still be pitiful, she'd still be in captivation...

The tears that she cried every single night greeted her eyes again. Yet again she failed, yet again s-

Kiara stiffened when the silence that had been reigning was disturbed by the sound of the door upstairs banging against the walls. She sat up from the floor, her nostrils stuffed with the familiar yet unfamiliar scent that approached...fresh coconut and the slightest dash of rusted metal...

It was so strong that it instilled fear within her and yet her heart palpitated with anticipation. Every footstep that greeted her ears had her fear increasing, but there was this excitement in the pit of her stomach, this compulsion that she was under because of the scent.

She wanted whoever this person was to come, but she also feared their approach... With legs that were now shaking, she crept over to the bars of the dungeon, trying to see.

The footsteps got louder and soon, combat boots came into her eye sight... Her balls of vision drifted up to stare into the face of the stranger and her heart almost stopped...

She might've forgotten the scent, but this face...the scar under his eye was enough to have her wholly recognizing him.

He was the alpha, the one who had murdered her parents in front of her with nothing but brutality...

His eyes weren't a dark obsidian as they were that day, instead they were a bright red and he stared down at her with something other than bloodlust in those eyes. "Mate..."

Kiara shuffled back, her heart stuttering as though the beats were broken words, and in her head...a little voice whispered the very same word he said... 'Mate...'

She was confused, she wasn't sure what was happening, or what she was feeling...she was just...just lost...

With strong arms, he reached for the bars of her cell, spreading them apart without much effort. "Mine! My mate..."

He stepped inside and Kiara shuffled back until her back was against the dusty old walls. "I...you...what...?"

He stooped in front of her, reaching for her cheek which he held gently despite the callousness of his palm. "Finally...mine."

"I...why...?"

Kiara went silent when his hand slipped down to her neck, tilting her head to the side. Was he going to finish what he started that day?

Would he kill her now?

Just like he had tried to do when she was a child?

"Are...you...will you kill me?"

His eyes pierced into hers. "Never, my fated one...I will only mark you as mine now and forever."

Teeth as sharp as knives came forth and into her neck he shoved them...instilling pleasure that had been unknown to Kiara all her life.

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A/N// And bang! Your girl Gaydar is here again...another emotional rollercoaster...you'll hate me more than you love me...but that's okay, I don't mind(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

Anyways, let me know what you think about the first chapter...

This book has been in my draft for about a year now, I jotted down the plot, made an outline, but I never had the will to write it...I found it a week ago though and I was like 'Damn! This can make me some money!'🤣🤣🤣🤣

I'm kidding, don't listen to me y'all!

Kiara's hand clenched against the floor, a broken moan falling from her lips as pleasure like no other surged through her. There was this desire within her that had her shaky hands gripping onto the shirt he wore. She didn't understand it, to a ruthless man like him, she wanted to be close...

Her legs trembled, and the panty she wore felt drenched...what was happening...? What's thi...?

The sharp teeth that had been shoved into her neck retracted and the softness of his tongue lapped at the little blood that trickled.

Kiara pushed back against the walls, her eyes finding his as heat slowly devoured her lungs. She felt as though she was burning in a pit of hell, her inner flesh, her outer one; it all felt as though it was crumbling...

And it was so painful...

Whimpering, she watched as the evil man's eyes changed from red to obsidian; the same colour they had been that day. They were just as serious, just as cold and anger invaded them when his eyes floated around the room before fixating back on her. "Are you really the one..? A pitiful swine such as you...you're the destined one I've been waiting for all my life? The moon goddess must've thought of me as a joke."

He chuckled, the sound not at all humorous. "I don't care how long I've waited, I want nothing to do with someone as weak as you...I'd rather die."

He shuffled away from her and Kiara reached for him when flames licked against her skin. "Pl...please...what did you do to me? I...Is it poison?"

Her hands gripped her shaking thighs, tears blurring her vision as the need to creep closer to him consumed her. An unknown want lingered in the pit of her stomach and it was killing her... Slowly but surely...

Her little nipples were standing stiff, the breeze that blew brutality against them making her feel uncomfortable. Her body wanted something from him, but she couldn't tell just what...the cure...?

The alpha in front of her scowled. "See? Weak... pitiful...one bite and you've gone straight into heat...I will not help, after all I will not touch someone as disgusting as you."

He stood to his feet and Kiara whimpered for a man she had hated all her life, her body trembling even though she felt hot. "Plea-se..."

He clenched his jaw, walking over to the bars he had destroyed. He wouldn't look back, no matter how long he had waited, he wouldn't look back no matter how painful this night would be for her, he wouldn't look back, he wouldn't!

This wasn't how it was suppose to go, she wasn't suppose to be his mate...she wasn't suppose to even be alive...but he supposed that if she died...he'd die too...

You see, he was cursed...around the world, he was known as the first alpha cruel enough to be cursed by the goddess herself... There were pins and needles in his heart, it felt as though tight strings were tied around it...

A prophecy came to the elders almost ten years back, he had ten years to live before it killed him, and the only way to loosen the strings was finding his mate.

Today was only a month away from the date he was given and it seemed the goddess had decided to pity him...but what was this she had given him?

What kind of mate was this?

She gave him one of the very creatures who made him cursed in the first place...

The parasites he had crushed...

The idiots who couldn't strive on their own...

The pathetic beings who craved protection like cubs...

The impotent and scornful things that only knew how to stick to the strong like glue...

Was it wrong of him to get rid of them?

They served no purpose...and moreover the weak had no reason to survive and...surprisingly his father was one of them...

Too weak to have survived, so weak that he had made weaker than him kill him...

Fool...Zique wouldn't let that happen to him... That creature on the floor was nothing to him... She would only be his pillar; the scum who's only purpose was to preserve his life...

She was his mate, but he'd never love her...loving the weak would only make him weak, so instead he'd make her suffer until she wished she had been the one who died those years ago.

Turning to face her, he watched as her fingers scraped against her skin until it bled, her watery eyes so pitiful but his iron heart did not waver. "Pl...please I...it hurts...I don't know what's wrong...I don't I..."

"If you wish to see the sunlight again, get up now, otherwise, this dungeon will be your whole life."

Kiara tried getting up, but her body was weak enough to have her falling right back onto her bum. This was her chance, she was being freed and yet, she couldn't even move...

Her eyes watered, her hands pressing against the wall for leverage...she couldn't miss the chance, she had to get up, she wanted to be set free...she had to stand...!

After a lot of effort, on her shaking legs she eventually stood, staggering behind him as he walked...her eyes were pinned on his back and every time her knees buckled and she fell, she forced herself to get up again...

She had to show him that she wasn't weak, that was the only way he'd let her live and despite her past, she wanted to live....

Though she couldn't see and examine much because the heat and the pain that tormented her, she could say that the outside was unfamiliar to her, the land and the trees, the houses and even the very breeze... Everything felt and looked different...

So different than how she remembered it ten years ago. The grassed had been higher than this, they use to curl pass her ankles when she ran through them to and from her parent's house...

There weren't so many buildings either and they weren't so big and advanced...the houses were smaller since only families lived within them. Mother liked them that way, she always said 'it's good because I can supervise you better...'

She had always been playful and cheeky, her eyes use to hold so much love and humour...and yet the last time Kiara looked into them all she could see was horror...an emotion her mother had never showcased...

For her father, it was the same...he was stricter, rougher than her mother, he made sure she stayed out of the forest and away from danger, his words were always drawled and coarse... and yet when he uttered his last words...Kiara could've barely heard them...

Tears blurred Kiara's eyes again... Her feet coming to a stop, her head held down...why did she want to live? Who was she living for?

It seems her living her life now was worthless since she had nobody to live it with...her family was gone and her mate...her mat-

"What is it? Do you not wish to be free anymore? If you wish, you can crawl your way back into your cell and I'd be glad to ask my men to fix the bars for you...are so weak that you think hiding behind them will protect you?"

"N-No I-"

"Then why did you stop?"

"I...I..." Kiara whimpered when the fire in her body rose, her knees buckling but she at least managed to keep her balance. "I...don't think I want to be free a-anymore...k-kill me...just like you did them...I'd b-be better off...dead."

Zique turned to face her, the steps he took towards her so frightening that she almost fell backwards. "Listen here, you don't get to make that choice. If I wanted you dead, I'd have killed you, stop making this harder...pick where you want to suffer; behind a cage or outside of it?"

Kiara pursed her lips. "Out of it..."

"Good choice...now come on, continue."

When Kiara was done walking, her knees were bleeding and her skin itchy...the flames that had been lashing her did not stop, instead, they reigned higher, licking her skin with immense pain.

He did something to her, because the part of her neck that he bit was burning the most... Her inner thigh was moist too and the little bud between her folds was reacting in a way it never did before. It kept convulsing and her body kept on begging for something she couldn't give it...

Kiara was so confused, battered, weak and overly sad, but she held onto the walls of the house he brought her to. "I'd rather not take you here, but it's necessary...if I had a choice, my pack would not know that I'm mated to an abomination like you. Don't get too cocky though because whether or not you're my only hope at surviving, I'll kill you with my own two hands if you try something with me. If you want us to live in peace stay away from me as best as you can. Don't let the matebond sway you, it means absolutely nothing to me."

He pushed the front door open, and walked inside. "You'll stay here and if one day you decide you want to leave, you'll be dead before you cross the borders."

Was this what he labelled as outside the cage? He lied, because she was stepping right into another...the only difference was that this one's bigger.

Did it really make sense she had escaped her old cage, just to be locked away in a new one...? She had wished for a wolf, wished for a mate, but now that she had it...she honestly didn't want it.

Her parents lied to her too, she felt no belongingness around this man, no euphoria...all she felt was hate, so much of it that it made her tongue bitter. He was the one who made her life so miserable, he killed her parents and took so much of her time away from her and yet the goddess made him her mate?

How cruel...how disgusting...

Walking in behind him, Kiara clenched her fists, she wished she could treat him as he did her, wished she could take from him all he took from her...

But he was strong and she was weak...And as he said, the strong were the only ones to win and ascend...

So with a dense heart, she followed him up the stairs, only stopping when he did. "I filled myself a bath before I went out, but you need it more than I do. Go and get rid of that disgusting scent that keeps trailing you and I hope the cold water is enough to cool the heat within you because I won't do it. The bathroom is this door right here."

Kiara nodded, her hand reaching for the knob. She'd get stronger, before dying...she'd take her revenge...he'd be going to hell before her...

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A/N// If you guys see me write 'Kiara' as 'Lia' slap me!

Lia was what I initially planned to name her, but I changed it since it reminded me of another one of my characters called 'Celia'

Anyways what do you think about this chapter here?

I feel so sorry for her...and he's so cruel, why do you think he's the way he is?

Or does he even have a reason to be a freaking jerk?