Unveiling the Alpha's Curse: Alexander's Curse

~The Sale

I was hauled outside and thrown upon the stage by the soldiers. As my forehead struck the uneven wooden platform that had formerly been used to sell innumerable females just like me, fresh blood spurted through my contusions and a metallic odour filled my nostrils. All across the place, there was a flurry of applause and cheers. My body was draped in a ripped red dress that barely covered my skin, and the filthy people waiting around raked my body with their hungry gaze. I choked back a sob as I drew my hands close to my body to shield myself from the beasts' staring gaze. I was repulsed. I wanted to die because I was so pitiful and feeble. But because I had yet to encounter something worse than death itself, I had no idea that death was in any way close to me. "So here's another fresh piece," My legs were about to give out when the auctioneer grabbed a hold of my hair and made me stand up. "So this is our lovely...Anna," The creature started talking, and just the sound of his voice made me shudder with revulsion throughout my body: "Beauty with grace." He took hold of my jaw and forcefully lifted my face to turn me towards the throng. All of the people in the crowd had dark, lust-filled eyes; not a single one of them displayed even the slightest hint of mercy. "So soft and flavorful that you can crush her in your bed every night and still there be more of her." He laughed. The animals in front of me began to laugh loudly at this. Beneath their lustful looks and flesh, they were hiding devils and their sinister plans, which is what drove them to today's sale. They were here to take advantage of girls like us who are defenceless and benefit from it. "But don't worry, she's fresh as a newly ripe fruit just like her age," The auctioneer spoke once more, and the weight of his words made me cry even harder. With my bad luck, what else could I do but cry? Nothing. "A virgin, wolf less she-wolf," He continued, and suddenly there was a cacophony of whistles across the space, and I felt like someone was slapping my cheek. Wolf less: The suffering that led me to my current predicament. My parents' thirst for money caused them to sell me as some kind of good to these monsters, which is why I never experienced their love and ended up here. And here I was, a mere breath away from being again, amidst these famished monsters. I wasn't without wolves... I could sense her, her feelings, her strengths, but my inability to move was the only thing that trapped me in this nightmare. I am not a wolf, even though I have a wolf. "So the bidding starts at Twenty thousand euros..." The MC interrupted, saying, "Twenty thousand?Someone?" "Thirty Thousand," lifted his paddle to one bidder. My heart began to race after hearing the sound. More tears streamed down my cheeks as I closed my eyes. The pain of a weak she-wolf in front of a mob of monsters who were there to take advantage of her helplessness due to their wealth-the same wealth whose selfishness made my parents sell me like some crap-felt like the world was laughing at my tragedy. The MC said in a nice voice, "Thirty thousand," and his eyes sparkled with happiness. "Thirty-One? Someone?" "Thirty-five thousand," stated a different bidder amidst the assembly. My heart rate increased. I was encircled by the dismay more and more. I refused to be bought or sold. I prayed to myself that this nightmare would end somehow. However, it didn't. since it was the situation as it was. "Hundred and five thousand! Anyone up to forty thousand? For this fresh flower, do we have forty thousand dollars?" "Sixty Thousands." The sound of the paddle was accompanied by another voice coming from the audience. "Gentlemen, the stakes have been raised! sixty thousand!" His voice carried a tangible sense of wonder, "Sixty-One thousand? Someone?" "One million!" Abruptly, a voice arose from the throng, bringing silence to both the area and my spirit. Unaware of it, a chill went down my spine. My eyes grew eager to see the person who was speaking in such a seductive manner, and a strange sensation spread throughout my entire body as though a layer of heat had been firmly pressed into it. But the guy was invisible to me. The throng was too large. MC's gaze was clouded with hesitation, as though he was debating a choice that could endanger his life. And among the bidders, there was a noticeable hesitation as well. I didn't know who the individual was, but everyone else here did. "One, one million. Who wants to place a higher bid?" His tone faltered. Fear was the reason why there was no paddle rise, not the amount of money. The MC started to say something, but then there was a loud bang, and the same voice repeated itself, "Two Million Euros." The words were stifled beneath a subdued threat, whispered with fury. "Sold!" The MC made the announcement right away. "Sold to...Alpha Alexander" he said, his eyes darkening with terror. Hearing the name I had never heard before sent a shudder down my spine once more. Alexander... My wolfish instincts surged at the mention of the name. An explosive rush, a surging tide of unfathomable feelings. I was confused as I couldn't make sense of anything that was going on. Everything happened so quickly. Suddenly, my heavy train of thinking was broken by the sound of footfall. Tears welling up in my eyes, I saw him make his way up onto the stage toward me. For an instant my heart ceased to beat. My pupils dilated as I watched him with my mouth agape as the beautiful aroma filled my senses. It was my mate, with a perfectly sculpted face that left me speechless, angelic complexion, a ruler's aura, and heavenly blue eyes that peered straight into my soul. I was taken aback. His very presence mesmerised me and brought my entire universe to a complete stop. His eyes, however, were otherworldly and frigid in a way that I could not help but notice in the midst of the commotion. Despite this, I was hoping for some kind of response from him to let me know that he had noticed me, but he offered me none. Rather, he did not bother to give me another look as he made his way to the stage. Following him was a different individual who gave the MC a suitcase containing what appeared to be the payment. "Count it if you wish," said the man. "Not at all. You don't have to count; it works. She can be taken immediately by Alpha. The MC's comments were hurried and screamed with fear and worry." My companion then said, "Nice to see, you have the intelligence to save your life," with no emotion in either of his eyes or voice. When he first touched my hand, I felt sparks fly through my skin and my heartbeat quickened, but there was no change in the coldness I sensed from him. "I am taking my good, my beta will fill in the formalities," he said. He pulled me along with him as they left the stage and made their way directly to his car. His grip was extravagantly hard, lacking any compassion. The driver unlocked the car door and just tossed me in like a rag doll before getting inside. "Mansion." After telling the driver, he shut the door. For once, he did not glance at me. I was at a loss for words since I couldn't figure out why my friend was acting so strangely toward me and as if I didn't matter. I had no idea what had caused me to conceal my face in the corner with my hands wrapped around my knees while tears were streaming down my cheeks. We were still not able to see the driver's view, even with the car's security system in place. I wished to remain invisible. I desired to disappear somewhere and never return. Perhaps it was the guilt that came from not having a wolf. After the vehicle's engine began to sound, some time went by. Abruptly, I took a breath and heard a low growl that could only belong to my partner. I felt a strong tug at my hand and fell into the top of his lap before I could glance up at him. I let out a loud gasp of surprise, and the closeness made me feel strange. However, that feeling quickly disappeared when he tore my dress in half with his hands, leaving me covering my exposed breasts with my hands. The scent of the area and people I was kept with sickened him so much that he tossed away my clothes. "I never wanted a mate, but I had never thought it would turn out to be this pathetic." His words were venomous as he spat, "Fucking miserable." I was crying even harder, but he didn't seem to be at all bothered. Taking hold of my hair tightly, he angled my head so that he could see my eyes and said, "Pay close attention to what I'm saying. Don't assume that I've bought you because of this mate bond thing. You don't matter to me at all." There was nothing except hatred hidden in the coldness of his gaze. Because I took you out of hell, you are mistaken if you believe that this would be a fairytale. And make up your mind that you are accompanying me to my house as a slave rather than a partner." The moment I saw the hatred in his eyes, all of my expectations were dashed. I was going to be destroyed by the gloom; there was no hint of the tenderness or love I had hoped to encounter. "Got it?" He clamped a hard grasp around my jaw. My throat began to dry up with a cry, but I pushed myself to nod in response to what he said. "Good." Throwing his blazer at me, he pulled me back where I had been sitting and said, "Cover yourself before we get there." My heart ached so much that I had just seen myself lose my mate, my final hope. How could I possibly hold him responsible? The girl whose own parents didn't want her-how could he want her? I covered myself with his blazer and pulled my attention away from him, holding onto all of my tears and screams. I peered out the window's glass pane, thinking the darkness would swallow me whole.

Except for a few sniffles that I could no longer contain, the whole ride to his estate was spent in silence. Even though all he did was sip from the pocket alcohol bottle the entire time, he didn't appear inebriated, and even from a distance, I could smell the alcohol on him. There was something very...scary about him. And as the seconds ticked by, an odd terror began to rise within me. I had no prior knowledge of him. I had no idea who he was or what he did. I had never been here before.

It was scary for me to be in such a vulnerable situation, especially as a girl who was never allowed to leave her group. The vehicle came to a stop in front of a massive mansion that was well furnished and encircled by a big number of trees, giving the impression that a gloomy shadow had shrouded this lovely location. Alexander took hold of my wrist and yanked me violently out of the vehicle. Keeping up with his pace was challenging, made more so by the fact that I was wearing bare feet and covered in cuts and blisters. He pulled me into the mansion with him as the guards unlocked the main door. When they noticed Alexander's approach, a large group of maids and labourers gathered around us. They were terrified, as evidenced by the way their trembling breaths stayed visible and the way all of their unwavering eyes were fixed on the ground. However, my gaze suddenly shifted to see the woman making her way down the stairs. Her red gown fitted her glowing skin like a second layer, even though it exposed a lot of skin, and her blonde hair reached her shoulders. Her eyes first met mine with curiosity, but they quickly darkened as soon as they saw Alexander's hand grasping mine. She approached us, sipping from the wine glass she carried with casualness, as she strolled down. "I did not know you went to purchase some slaves," she said. "Because it's none of your fucking business." With a scowl in his blue eyes, Alexander spat and she immediately cowered away. "I apologise, Alpha. "I apologise, I didn't mean for it to sound like this," she said, her voice suddenly seeming honey-sweet. Alexander shoved me to the maid's side, ignoring her totally. "Here, get her all cleaned up and escort her to the room beside mine." "I want her clean, with every trace of other wolves eliminated from her body," he commanded. You get it?" "Yes, Alpha." The maid observed my weakness and struggled to stay still on my feet, so she bowed nicely and gently held me to keep me standing. "What's your name?" Celine raised an eyebrow at me and questioned. "Anna." "Is she a new slave?" Celine's tone softened once more when she asked Alexander the question this time. Alexander 's hands balled into fists and his jaw tightened, "Yes, she is." It was evident to me that he disliked having too many questions posed to him. "So that means she can serve me as well, I was in need of a maid anyway," she said, stepping closer to him and sliding her hand around his arm while sensually dragging her nails up towards his bicep. To conduct my routine pedicure and other things, you know, so..." Alexander interrupted Celine before she could finish her statement and threw the pocket-alcohol bottle against the closest wall mirror. "Enough!" I shook my hands violently, breathing trembled, and closed my eyes in terror as his booming voice reverberated across the room. "I have not spent two million dollars on her just for some of your fucking pedicure and stupid stuff that you can do on your own," he said. Because you are aware of the potential implications, stay in your lane. Celine's expression was hidden by shock, and she recoiled a few paces. "She is mine to use; I purchased her. I own her." With a death gaze on her face, he said, "Go to your fucking room now. In the present moment!" He gave an order. She sped up the stairs without even waiting a second, and before she could leave our sight, she gave me an odd glance that betrayed a deeper, more profound, unfathomable hatred. Alexander let out a deep breath, the anger still visible on his face, and the blue veins next to his neck stood up like one more piece of evidence. His quietness unnerved me. And the maid appeared to realise that it was not the best idea to watch him get angry while standing there. "Let's go," She helped me head up the stairs and out of the hall while whispering to me. However, the pair of eyes behind my head that belonged to my partner remained visible and unblinking. ***** While the maid scrubbed and cleansed my body, I sat there in the hot tub, unmoving and lost in a jumble of thoughts. I realised that this new mood would not continue, even though it was somewhat serene after spending so many days in that inferno. Tears welled up in my eyes again at the memory of Alexander 's hateful eyes for me. "How is Celine related to the Alpha?" The only thing I had spoken up to that point was the question, therefore I found myself asking it. "Oh...she's his mistress." She responded. He's got a mistress. A sharp ache shot through my chest, knotting in the middle and made breathing difficult. It hurt to think that he was seeing someone else. After only a few hours of meeting my partner, he had already demonstrated that he was not even interested in seeing my face, therefore I didn't even have the right to protest. What had I done wrong for this world to be so cruel? If I had not been born with a wolf, my life would have been so much better. Perhaps Alexander would not have hated me but rather adored me. Was it my fault that the goddess turned me into a burden for everyone, rather than making me powerful and attractive? "Your name is Anna, right?" The maid's inquiry dispelled my fog. I nodded and wiped away my tears swiftly. But her compassionate and understanding stare said it all-she had already recognized that I was crying. "Observe...I understand that accepting the truth can be difficult for you, but I'm stating this for your own benefit; the sooner you can accept, the less damage it will cause." "Please be careful of him, he's lethal," she said quietly. You could be killed by a single mistake. Remember that he has no concept of mercy, so avoid doing anything that could put your life in danger." Even though I had personally witnessed it, it was difficult to accept that my own partner was so callous and savage. There was not a shred of feeling in his eyes. "H-how many people have he killed till now?" My words faltered. "Countless." "But the first person he killed was his father, at the age of eleven," the maid sighed. After hearing what she had just started, my heart did actually stop. Did he murder his own father? "Do you...do you know why he killed his father?" "No, I'm not. It seems that no one is aware of it. The majority of people are ignorant of Alpha Alexander's history, and those who are aware of it avoid discussing it out of fear." She responded, "It's just like one of those secrets that have been buried in the dark, just like his curse that none knows about." "He's cursed?" Her statement stunned me a little. "Yeah, he is cursed." Says she. "And there's no one who knows what it is?" "Kinda, Most people assume it's his barbaric and cruel deeds that have made the goddess bestow the curse upon him and it could actually be the case, but if anyone who has the possibilities to know about it is...Julia." "Who's Julia?" Before she could respond to my query, a maid entered the restroom in a hurry. "Celine, hurry up and get her ready. Alpha will arrive here at any moment." Taking one look at me, she said. I knew Alexander 's coming would be nothing more than more torment for me as Celine's gaze shifted to stare at me sadly.

Strong, Mature Stuff Ahead; Please be advised

Sitting on the bed, I wished he would not enter the front door while fisting the edges of my white dress impatiently. I was more scared than I had ever been and I did not want to face him. Though I had a lot of questions, the one that kept me up the most was... Would he destroy me like he would another victim, even though I was his mate? Abruptly, there was a loud slam as the door opened. Alexander strode into the room wearing the same clothes, and I jumped at the sound, my hand flying to cover my mouth to stop the gasp that left it. My heart began to beat faster, and I had trouble breathing as his aroma filled the space. His hands fisted at his sides as his jaw tensed and his eyes shifted to stare at me. Did he really detest seeing me that much? "Come here." His voice was icy, his gaze unsettling, and he gave an order. I pushed my legs down the bed and swallowed the lump in my throat. My body was fighting me so much that all I wanted to do was go as far away as possible and hide someplace. I did not want to be close to him. But really, what could I do? That was my destiny. I was confined. I stood a few steps away from him and inhaled deeply as I inched closer to him. Abruptly, he seized my arm and dragged me toward him. My entire hand felt zapped with pain from the hard pull, and my body crashed against his. I let out a painful whimper, but before I could even finish speaking, he gripped my waist and his nails tore through the frock' fabric. "Since you are here in my mansion, there are a few rules you have to follow from now on," He spoke in a low, menacing voice at first, grabbing my jaw with one hand and tilting my face so that my eyes were met. Even though I could detect a strong alcohol odour coming from him, I knew he wasn't intoxicated because he was totally sober and in charge. "You are not allowed to leave this room unless you are told so, you will keep your mouth shut whenever you are around me, and you'll obey me just like my slave; Your only duty is to serve me, and if you try to show any sort of disobedience or attempt anything stupid such as trying to escape..." My jaw seems like it would split in two if he applied a little more force, as his hold grew tighter. "I'll throw right where I have brought you from and do you know what those auctioneers do to the returned goods?" He said, "First they use them and fulfil their thirst, and then they tear them into pieces and share it among themselves," with a sly smile forming on his lips as he talked against mine. "Y-You are my mate...." "Why are you doing this to me?" ran down my face as the cry instinctively left my mouth. His eyes briefly flashed with something, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared. "Trust me, I haven't even started yet," "I don't give a fuck about this mate bond, Anna," he chuckled darkly. Unintentionally When he said my name, a chill went down my spine. Abruptly, the sound of my dress being ripped echoed throughout the space. He was too strong for me, so I tried to push him away while I gasped in horror. He said, "But I do have a lot of interest in this body of yours," and I could tell by the darkness in his eyes. But before I could take any action, he tore my entire garment and then used his extended claw to tear the strap of my bra. I covered myself with my hands, feeling sorry for myself for being powerless. "I beg you, please don't do this." I cried. How could I do anything but cry? "These tears of yours are not going to affect me, so stop wasting them because you'd be needing them for later on." He reached over to grasp my breast, giving it a painful squeeze. Because of our relationship, there were sparks between us, but the anguish was so great that it overcame everything, and the humiliation made it even worse. "Athena, don't think for a moment that you will get anything from me but hate. I don't require a partner. I don't need this weak, pitiful tie to survive," he shouted, snatching a handful of my hair and hurling me roughly into the bed. In front of his threatening eyes, I was naked and defenceless. "Alexander, please don't do this..." "The only reason I bought you at that auction was so I could use you to tame my wolf. You are nothing more than a good that I will use for pleasure every day and night. And it is the first day of your hellish life." "Please don't..." I pleaded with him, but nothing I said moved him. I retreated till my body collided with the headboard, but he hauled me by my ankles, tore off my panties, and discarded it. "Goddess has surely made you a burden on this earth, but this body of yours is indeed.....ravishing." With a menacing smile, he held my pussy in his palm and said, "At least, my money hasn't gone all to waste." I exerted all of my effort in an attempt to break free from his grip, but I was never successful. "Please...don't do this to me, Alexander." I sobbed. He got on the bed, hanging over me, trapping me beneath him with both knees sitting on either side of me, utterly ignoring my cries for help. "Anna, it gets more intriguing the more you beg. If you keep pleading with me and attempting to get away, I will eventually close all of your options." Putting down his shirt, he unbuttoned it and threw it away. He then unbuckled his belt and lowered his trousers. I attempted to take advantage of the situation to break free from his hold, but he quickly shoved me back onto the bed and, with a bone-crushing grip, seized my throat. His eyes were frigid as he leaned closer to my face, squeezing my throat with his fingers. quite chilly. "Athena, you cannot get away from me. This will be hell for you, and today I'll start by giving you a taste of it. I'll make every breath a burden for you, push you to the point where you can see your death, and every time I take you back for the same torment once more, I'll make you regret your existence." He kissed me after saying the words against my lips. The kiss lacked any tenderness. It hurt and was severe. He forced his tongue inside my mouth and chewed my bottom lip, so much so that I could taste my own blood. He opened them wide, slipping his hand between my thighs. My mouth dropped another sob, but it was muffled by his mouth on mine. Abruptly, I felt two of his fingers pierce into me. I tried to break free from his captivity and almost yelled, but I was unsuccessful. I was completely overwhelmed by him. "As I can see, the auctioneers told the truth. I can at least get what's left from you." When he eventually released my lips-which were swollen and bleeding-he laughed. I never imagined that my virginity would end up the way it did. I had always kept myself for my partner, but this was not how I wanted things to work out. I didn't want to be sexually assaulted or end up in the clutches of a monster-level of cruelty. "Alexander, please. Why are you treating me like this and what did I do wrong?" I sobbed. He didn't respond to my query. For an instant, his countenance shifted, but he covered it up before I could see it. He pinned my hands over my head and softly cuffed them with his belt. "From now on...there's going to be the only thing that you'll know-Pain." His lips turned into a sarcastic smile. He removed his boxers, caught hold of one of my legs, lifted it over his shoulder, and stood at my door. "Please stop," I cried and pleaded with him, thinking he would stop, think twice, and not take advantage of my innocence. However, he also dashed my hopes for this.