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 watched as the sun rose the next morning. She gathered her clothes and threw a bag over her shoulder, heading down the stairs for a quick bite to eat. After a few days of rest, she felt more energetic than she had recently, even with a scratched-up arm. 


“Morning, dear,” Aviana greeted as Waverly descended the stairs. She smiled and made her way to their small island and sat down. Aviana placed a plate of pancakes in front of her and Waverly sniffed up the scent. 


“Mmm, what’s the special occasion?” she asked, taking a bite of the steaming food.


“Your success,” her mother replied. “And also, you. I’m so proud of you, baby.” 


“I second that,” her father said, coming around the corner from the staircase. “You’ll make one heck of a Luna.” He bent down and kissed the top of her head and then acknowledged her mother in a more affectionate manner. 


Chapter 44: Cold Blooded Murder