The Cursed Wolf's Love

Adolphus Osbourne, the Alpha and the Crown Prince of Arcaria Kingdom, was cursed by a witch while attempting to take the forbidden moon crystal from her.

The curse forbade him from finding his mate.

However, when Iris Vinsant crossed his path, he could not stop from getting close to her, irrespective of the consequences that were awaiting her.

Iris, a human who was abused by her stepmother for 15 years, decided to run away on one dark night. She forgot that going to the dark forest was forbidden for humans and she was captivated by a werewolf. Her life turned upside-down when she was told to serve the werewolves in the palace.

But fate took a strange turn when she caught the attention of a cold and dark pair of eyes, which were of none other than Adolphus Osbourne.

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Iris' back pressed against the cold wall as Adolphus' tall figure hovered over her. Her petite, small body was caged between his arms.

"You took time to return, Iris," he uttered. The smell of the wine fell on her nostrils.

"His Highness is drunk. I shall take my leave," Iris said softly.

"You are the reason for my drunkard state," Adolphus answered, and their eyes met.

Flickering her eyelids, she said, "Me?"

Adolphus nodded. "The way you smiled at my younger brother; the way you handed the drink to him, made me think to kill him," he affirmed, which terrified Iris.

"I never-" she couldn't complete her words as Adolphus' pointer finger rested on her lips.

"So, it was my younger brother. Shall I kill him for smiling at my woman?" A smirk appeared on Adolphus' lips as he posed the question before her.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as her stepmother slapped her in front of the guests. She was humiliated when it wasn't even her fault.

Iris closed the door to her room and rested her back against it. She didn't want to live anymore, but she could not escape either.

Iris had forgotten when she last smiled. Her mother had died after a long illness, and her father had recently remarried to his mistress.It had been 15 years and every single day she had undergone abuse.

"I cannot live here anymore. Even if I have to die, I will escape this place." Iris decided. She went towards the window and looked outside. The guests were still in the house. It was best for her to run away, as everyone would be busy.

Iris stepped out of the room and wiped the tears from the back of her palm. She kept her head down and kept moving forward until she reached the main entrance of the house.

She turned her head slightly, remembering the moments that she had spent with her mother. She clutched the edges of the gown tightly and walked out.

Iris started to run as fast as she could. If she stopped, then it would be a dead end for her. A month ago, when she tried to run away, she got caught. Her stepbrother beat her while her father stayed quiet. He didn't utter a single word. Instead, he told his stepson to put some sense in her head.

However, at that moment, she would not stop. Her soles hurt as the shoes were torn badly. She was no less than a beggar in that house. Tears didn't stop for even a second, and it had blurred her vision. She wiped her eyes and ended up on the two-way route.

Since it was quite dark, she didn't check and ended up taking the left route, which led her to the forbidden dark forest. She wasn't even afraid of the animals, as she was of her family.

When Iris reached miles away from the house, she halted. She supported herself on the thick stem of the tree and gasped for air. For a second, Iris thought she would not be able to escape. But she made it. Her throat had dried after the intense running. She looked around and found she was in a forest which was unknown to her.

Her breath hitched when her eyes fell on a golden pair of eyes. She stepped back, terrified by what she had seen.

A werewolf!

She had heard about the unique features of werewolves. One such example was their golden pair of eyes, which humans could never possess.

She turned to run when she heard the werewolf say, "Oh, Young Lady! There's no use running away from me. I will catch one jump. Let's not waste our energy."

Iris didn't listen to her and started to run. The pebbles on the ground hurt her feet badly. Her knees gave up, but she didn't stop. She had thought everything would be fine if she could escape that hell.

Did her fate again ditch her?

She stopped when the werewolf appeared before her and grasped her arm tightly. She winced in pain and begged her to not do anything to her.

"Of course! I loathe humans, but you can be useful to me," the werewolf said. On that dark night, only his golden eyes were visible to her. She could not even check what the facial expressions of this man were!

Iris joined her hands and started to plead with him. "Sir, please let me go. I am of no use to you," she stated.

The werewolf, who was still in his human form, checked her out from top to bottom and said, "I will get a good price for you."

Iris widened her eyes. She pondered over his words. A good price? Was she going to be sold? No! Never! She would not serve any man, even if she died. She bit his hand, and the werewolf cried out in pain.

His grip loosened on her arm. Iris pushed him back and started to run aimlessly. For some unknown reason, she found her body had recharged. Probably because she was near death's door. She had heard how women were traded for money, and the thought itself gave her a cringe.

She was now on the downhill. Her foot slipped and she rolled down this hill. Her entire body got bruised. Luckily, the downhill wasn't steep, so she didn't get much injured.

She stood up and started to walk with a limp leg. She had to run. The werewolf was extremely fast. At least more than her. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She had not thought that it would happen to her. Why was her life so miserable? Her feet picked a pace when she reached a pathway which was unknown to her.

A ray of hope arose in her, thinking it would lead her back to the village.

She stepped forward but was pulled back. It was the same werewolf, but with a grim look on his face. "The next time you try to run, I will kill you," he furiously spat at her.

At that moment, a carriage stopped in front of them.

"Lower your eyes if you want to live," the werewolf whispered in her ear. Iris acted on his command and lowered her head.

The chauffeur asked the werewolf if the route would lead to Arcaria.

"Yes. Go straight on this route. Do not take any turns and you will reach Arcaria," the werewolf gave the directions to the chauffeur, who thanked him.

Iris lifted her eyelids and ended up looking at the man who was inside the carriage, in the hope that she would get help. For a brief moment, her eyes met the green orbs of the man inside.

Before she could ask for help, the carriage moved ahead.

The next second, Iris found everything turning darker as she fainted.

"Am I dead?" Iris thought as she opened her eyelids gradually. She found a young lady in front of her and tried to recall what happened last night.

"Are you feeling good?" She heard the same young woman's voice.

She felt a severe pain in her head. It felt to her that it would explode at any moment. Her entire body was numb and painful. Where was she? Last night, a werewolf chased her. After recollecting the memories from last night, she realized that she was captivated by a werewolf. Then, how did she land here, in this room?

She tried to sit up, but it was in vain. The woman helped her. Iris was shocked to see that she was in a prison. But, why?

"Water." Iris was thirsty. The woman quickly went to the left end of the prison, and from an earthen pot she took water in a glass. She handed it to Iris, who drank it on the go without taking a slight break.

"Where am I?" Iris asked.

"In the prison," replied the young woman."I am Lily, and you?"

"Iris." She answered in a low voice.

"Last night a werewolf chased me," Iris said, and the memory brought tears to her eyes. "What will he do to us?" She looked terrified. Would she be sold somewhere? At that moment, she wanted to go home. Even though she was abused in that house, it was better than being sold.

"We will be sold. That man is a trader. His name is Jack. You are prettier, so your price may go up," Lily informed Iris, who was shocked to hear it.

"What?" This was unexpected for her. Though in her head she had thought of this, she still prayed not to make it true. She looked around the prison, finding a way to escape.

"There is no escape point. Before us, three young women were here, in this prison. They told me that they were sold to a brothel house. But pray that we don't end up like them. I have pleaded with Jack many times, but he's a werewolf and he despises humans." Lily narrated a few events to Iris. She regretted taking the route in the dark forest. If she hadn't run in that direction, she would not be here.

They both looked towards the gate and saw Jack, who was unlocking it. Both of them stood up. "Come out." Jack told them to follow him. With a limp leg, Iris walked forward while Lily held her arm gently to support her.

They both reached a room where an old man with a long beard was seated on a recliner.

"Sir, these two humans," Jack told the old man, who stood up and walked to them. They both lowered their eyes in fear. The old man gripped the chin of Iris between his calloused fingers and forced her to look into his eyes.

"This one looks perfect for palace works. I will give one hundred silver coins to her," the old man said, and he put his hand down. Iris scrunched her brows. So, she was going to be traded.

"Milord, this young maiden is worth more than 100 silver coins." Jack tried to persuade the old man for money.

"She will not serve any of the masters in the palace. General palaceworks are suitable for her. I believe that 100 silver coins are enough," the old man reasoned, and then gazed at the other woman. "For her, 50 silver coins are enough," he said, gazing at Lily.

Jack could not refuse the old man, as the price was better than selling them in a brothel house. He accepted the money from the old man, who told the two women to follow him.

Iris and Lily silently followed the old man. They saw two carriages. The old man told them to go into the second one and he stepped into the first one. Iris and Lily stepped into the second carriage, whose door was locked from the outside.

In the carriage, five other young women were seated too. Iris fit in the small space near the window, and tears again streamed down her cheeks.

A new journey had started for Iris. She was wrong in thinking that she would live happily after leaving the house. This was the worst thing that happened to her. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine herself as a palace servant.

Her eyes got heavier and she fell into a deep slumber.

A sudden jerk broke Iris' sleep, and she rubbed her eyes. The carriage's door opened and they were told to come out. She got out first and found she was in a large yard. As she moved her eyes, she saw the castle in front of her.

"Milord, the journey must be rough," a woman said to the old man. He shook his head.

"Not at all. Madam Martha, take these maidens with you," the old man told them, and looked at Iris. Pointing his finger at Iris, he told Martha, "Appoint her as the food server to the princes."

"Sure, Milord." Martha agreed with the old man, who walked ahead.

Martha looked at the seven young maidens before her. "Forget your old lives, because from the moment you stepped into the palace, you all entered into a new realm. Humans and Omegas serve the higher-ups. Don't mingle with the werewolves, especially the Princes. Punishment will be severe if you do not follow the rules. Now, follow me!" Madam Martha, after explaining everything to them, took them to the servants' quarters.

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