“But he—”

“Patience, Tati,” Zhuri cooed. “All in good time. You know it yourself,” she reminded, “you’ve waited for centuries. What’s another night more?” 

***

For centuries, Tatiana has watched the love of her life die and be born again. Each time, their love would be cut short by the ravages of time. However, time was never something that could dull her love for him. 

If need be, she would spend her entire immortal life looking for the man she loves. However, what will happen to that love when he is reborn as a werewolf— the natural enemy to her vampirism?

Bound by destiny yet cursed by society, Tatiana must convince the love of her life, Xander, that their love is stronger than centuries of war and hatred. But in a world where wolves and vampires hate each other, in a world where their union is an anomaly, will she choose love or will she give up? 

Will she fight for her love, or will she let destiny’s curse prevail again?

***
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"What did you do to them, vampire?" Xander said disgustedly. 

Gritting her teeth, Tatiana wondered how she hadn’t heard nor smelled him entering her house. She should’ve. After all, her senses weren’t that much worse than a werewolf’s. Furthermore, it was Xander of all people. Tatiana could recognize his scent anywhere.

"What's wrong with you?” Tatiana asked angrily as she struggled under Xavier. “Do you now break and enter strangers’ houses just to assault them in your free time?” 

"I said,” Xander growled. “What. Did. You. Do to my wolves?"

The Alpha's Cursed Destiny

"Damn girl, did you get hit by a bus?" Zhuri asked when she got home and saw her best friend wallowing. Tatiana was seated on her favorite couch, stuffing her face with ice cream and chocolates. She looked like she wanted the world to take a break and let her be. 


Zhuri looked at the countless ice cream tins on the floor, and she didn't need to be told that the beautiful Tatiana had emptied their ice cream stock. So much for shopping once a week. 


"Here, want some?" Tatiana said to Zhuri, who was still talking to the woman before her. 


For a girl who always had self-control, Tatiana looked like shit. Her ever so neat hair was covered in ice cream patches, and there was an ugly trail from the kitchen to where she was sitting. Zhuri had to do another one-over on her best friend before deciding to sit down with her and listen to her. 


"Yeah, bring it here," Zhuri said, surprising Tatiana. Zhuri being in a dirty living room with Tatiana was new for a clean freak. 


Happily Never After