Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novel

She's Mine I took a threatening step toward him, closing the gap until our faces were inches apart. My breath came out in hot bursts, my chest heaving like I'd just run a marathon. "Adele is my mate, you understand?" I snarled, my voice low and dangerous, laced with every ounce of fury boiling inside me. "So stay the fuck away from her." Derek didn't back down. Hell, he didn't even blink. Instead, he shifted forward, mirroring my aggression, his broad shoulders squaring up like he was ready to throw down right there on the balcony.

The air between us crackled, thick with the scent of challenge-two powerful males, locked in a standoff that could explode any second. His dark eyes bored into mine, unflinching, and I could see the fire in them, the same possessive spark that was tearing me apart. "If she's your mate," he shot back, his tone steady but edged with steel, "then treat her as such. Or I swear, won't hold back." I The words hit me like a gut punch. Treat her as such. As if I didn't know that already. As if every night I hadn't lain awake, tormenting myself over how I'd failed her.

My fists clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms until I felt the sting of blood. The urge to swing, to smash my knuckles into his smug face, surged through me like wildfire. My wolf howled inside, demanding I put this bastard in his place, remind him who the hell he was talking to. But I held back-barely. Punching an alpha from another pack would raise questions, and as much as I hated it, I was the beta. I had responsibilities. Still, my muscles trembled with the effort, every fiber screaming to let loose.

"Stay out of me and my mate's business," I growled, my voice dropping even lower, vibrating with raw menace. It wasn't a request; it was a warning, the kind that came with teeth and claws if ignored. Derek's lips curled into a slight, infuriating smirk, like he knew he'd gotten under my skin. He leaned in just a fraction more, invading my space, testing me. "I will," he said, his words deliberate, each one dripping with challenge. "But if I don't see a mark on her neck soon, I won't care that you're the beta. I'll pursue her." Time froze.

The world around us-the sparring warriors below, the distant calls of birds, the rustle of wind through the trees-faded into nothing. All I could hear was the thunder of my pulse in my ears, the savage roar of my wolf clawing to break free. I'll pursue her. His words painted a vivid, horrifying picture: Derek's hands on her, his teeth sinking into her skin, claiming what was mine. Mine. The possessiveness exploded inside me, hot and primal, flooding my veins like lava. Adele was my mate, my everything-the one person who could pull me out of the darkness I'd lived in for so long.

And this asshole thought he could just step in? Take her from me because I hadn't manned up yet? We stood there, locked in a stare-down that felt like it lasted hours. His eyes held mine, unyielding, the heat between us building until it was suffocating. I could smell his confidence, that alpha arrogance rolling off him in waves, mixing with my own rage. My jaw ached from clenching so hard, my breaths shallow and ragged. Every instinct screamed to lunge, to tackle him over the railing and settle this with blood. But deeper down, a sliver of doubt wormed its way in-doubt that he was right.

That I'd been screwing this up so badly someone else saw an opening. The atmosphere was electric, charged with the promise of violence. One wrong move, one twitch, and it would all erupt. I could feel the shift in the air, the way servants nearby paused in their duties, sensing the storm brewing. Even the warriors on the field below seemed to slow, glancing up as if they could feel the tension radiating from us. Derek's stance was solid, feet planted wide, muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike. And me?

I was a hairsbreadth from losing control, my vision tunneling, red-tinged at the edges. Finally, Derek broke the silence. He straightened up, the smirk fading into something more neutral, but the challenge lingered in his eyes. He gave a slight bow, mocking in its formality. "See you around, Beta Lucien," he 1/2 DB shes Mine 125 Bonus said, his voice calm, almost casual, like we hadn't just danced on the edge of a brawl. Then he turned and walked away, his steps measured, unhurried. He didn't look back, didn't need to. He'd said his piece, planted the seed of doubt, and left me to stew in it.

I watched him go, my body rigid, every muscle locked in place. The railing creaked under my grip as I squeezed it harder, the metal biting into my skin. How the hell could someone threaten me about my own mate? The audacity burned through me, fueling the seething rage that churned in my gut. Adele was mine. Nobody- nobody-would take her from me. Not Derek, not anyone. P Comments Support Share 2/2 Ce Hi DoT WESS! Me +25 Bonus Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.