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The Cursed Alpha’s Mate

For centuries, the Nightbane bloodline has been cursed—an unbreakable fate that dooms every Alpha to lose their mate. Alexander Nightbane, the formidable Alpha of Nightfall Pack, has spent his life defying destiny. Ruthless in battle and unwavering in duty, he refuses to surrender to the darkness that haunts his lineage.

But everything changes the night he meets Aria Vale—a rogue with a past as mysterious as the curse itself. Fierce, elusive, and burdened by secrets, Aria is the one woman Alexander can’t ignore. Their bond is undeniable, their attraction intoxicating. Yet the moment they touch, the curse stirs, threatening to consume them both.

With war brewing on the horizon and Kael Draven, a rogue Alpha, hunting Aria for his own sinister purposes, Alexander and Aria must uncover the truth buried in ancient blood oaths and forbidden prophecies. The key to breaking the curse lies within Aria’s past—but unlocking it could cost her everything.

When love is both their salvation and their downfall, will they defy fate… or succumb to it?

A tale of fated mates, dark magic, and an Alpha’s desperate fight against destiny—The Cursed Alpha’s Mate is a gripping paranormal romance filled with passion, danger, and a love powerful enough to rewrite fate.

The Cursed Alpha's Mate

The journey back to the Nightfall Pack was silent. The storm had passed, but the tension between Alexander and Aria had only thickened. The battle with the Shadowborn had rattled the warriors, but something deeper unsettled them—the way the creatures had spoken Aria's name, the way Alexander had reacted.

He had been willing to tear through the darkness itself to protect her.

Aria didn't know how to feel about that. Her body ached from the fight, but the wound inside her—the one caused by the knowledge that the Shadowborn would never stop coming—was far worse. She could still hear their whispers slithering through her mind. She is already ours.

Alexander hadn't spoken to her since they left the Eldest's compound. His jaw was locked tight, golden eyes fixed ahead. He was furious, but not at her—at fate, at the Council, at whatever force had cursed them both.

Chapter 13: The Weight of Shadows