Her Cursed Alpha

Born a werewolf, cursed as a child, Damon knew he was different even before he was ten.

He was never allowed to mingle with kids his age by his father but that didn’t stop him from knowing how to hunt and kill.

He never had his wolf because of his curse or so he thought and this made him ruthless, brutal and unwilling to become the Alpha that he was supposed to be until a tiny, beautiful princess came into the picture, making him want to protect her at all cost and this could only be possible if he became the Alpha that he hated the most.

“Strip” He repeated, growling at me this time.

It resonated across the room, making me jumpy and scared.

I clenched the hem of my dress tightly, as silent tears rolled down my face.

“Do you want me to repeat myself?” He asked and I began shaking my head furiously.