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Hunter’s Cursed Beauty

The night I feared most finally came—the night I awakened as a cursed wolf.

My name is Zara, daughter of the Alpha of the Nightshade Pack. My sister and I were born on the Blood Moon, a rare and powerful night. Some say children born under its glow are either a blessing or a curse. For years, I thought it was just a superstition—until my eighteenth birthday, when I killed my mother in cold blood.

No matter how far I ran, I couldn’t escape what I had become. A monster. A threat. My own father, the Alpha, cast me out without hesitation. He didn’t care if I lived or died—he just never wanted to see my face again.

I was sold to the Beast of the Shadow Fang Pack, the ruthless and feared Alpha. At first, I thought life would be easier away from my father’s hatred. I was wrong. My nightmare was only beginning.


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Hunter Cursed Beauty

The cold bit into my skin, my wrists raw from pulling at the chains.

My body ached, exhaustion clawing at me, but I refused to break.

"This is your fault," Vorgris growled. "You are the reason we are in this mess."

"You should have let me take control," she snapped. "Then we wouldn't be in this mess. We won't be chained up like an animal."

"And we would have torn through half the pack," I shot back. "That wouldn't have helped either."

Vorgris let out a frustrated growl but fell silent.

I exhaled, staring at the ceiling, waiting.

Waiting for that bastard to walk right in.

The Rival’s Name