On the night of the annual Sacrifice, Waverly, the daughter of the Alpha of the Lycan pack, offers herself as a candidate when her younger sister is chosen to be the next woman sacrificed to the Crimson Wolf. 

Upon meeting the Crimson Wolf, Waverly discovers that he is under a dangerous curse that threatens to kill him and whoever dares to stay by his side if he doesn’t find his mate by the next Lunar Eclipse. 

Full of mystery, lies and betrayal, The Alpha’s Curse chronicles the story of Waverly as she uncovers the secrets behind the curse that plagues the Crimson Shadow pack and establishes a deep connection with the Crimson Wolf that could ultimately destroy her future and place her life at an incredible risk. 

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Sawyer’s gaze remained on her, almost studying her. Within this proximity and such a confined space, she could smell the musky scent of his cologne emitting from his unbuttoned collar. His necklaces dangled to the middle of his chest, highlighting the bits of muscle she could see underneath. 

Sawyer’s eyes trailed to her cheeks and then finally, her lips. His body inched closer to her and with each step he took, the fine freckles that crossed the bridge of his nose became more prominent. Waverly’s body quivered as she closed her eyes and felt the heat of his breath get warmer and warmer…

Then it was gone. Waverly opened her eyes to see Sawyer standing near the shelving unit, staring at the ground. His face contorted. 

“Is everything okay?” she asked, calmly. Sawyer stood still and kept to himself. “Sawyer?” 

“Leave.” 

The Alpha's Curse is created by Kianna Walpole, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author. 

The Alpha's Curse

Waverly waited in the entry with her shoes and jacket on, for Finn and Isadore to wake up. After her final argument with Sawyer that morning, everything seemed to simply blur together like she was living a sequence of dreams. She didn’t even remember leaving the staircase and returning to her bedroom, where she spent the remainder of the morning contemplating what Sawyer had said to her. 


Did he truly mean it? He’d rather die than have her here? Her heart sunk and she swallowed down the tears that tried to push through at the thought of it. Her legs started to give way, as she hadn’t regained much of her strength, and she collapsed against the table in the entry. 


“Waverly!” Isadore exclaimed as she raced down the stairs and into her sister’s arms. “Here, I’ve got you. Why are you standing?! You should be resting!” 


Waverly snivelled and wiped away the tears under her eyes with her sleeve. “I-I can’t.” 


Chapter 43: Home Is Where the Heart Is