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

That night, Waverly dreamt of the woman. Her figure was clear and crisp, but all around her was a dark outline. The way she held herself was proud and tall; her aura was pure confidence. She smiled slyly and then looked to her right. Beside her was a forest and through the gap of the trees, Waverly could only see the outline of the wolf’s mouth and teeth as it snarled. 


Waverly sat up in bed; sweat rolled down her face and her heart thudded against her chest. Sawyer’s hand touched her back and he rubbed it gently. He squinted and yawned as he pulled himself up into a sitting position.


“Everything alright?” he asked. His voice was hoarse and deep. 


Waverly took a few breaths to slow her heartrate and gradually nodded. “Yeah, I—I think so, just a nightmare.” 


“Of what?” Sawyer queried further. “Lee, I know you won’t be able to sleep until you talk about it.” 


She knew he was right. Waverly stared ahead at the black emptiness that was past the foot of their bed. 


Chapter 85: Deadly Sins