Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novel

018 Remind Me im Yours +25 Bonus Remind Me I'm Yours DAMIEN'S POV I felt her hand on my arm before I even saw her face. Scarlett. Of course it had to be Scarlett tonight-tall, blonde, red dress screaming for attention. Her fingers curled around my sleeve like she had any right to touch me. I pulled away fast, stepping back just enough to break the contact. My skin crawled where she'd been. The only touch I ever wanted was Rose's. Soft, warm, real. Where was Rose? I turned, scanning the room for her midnight-blue gown, for those dark curls I loved burying my face in.

She'd been right there a minute ago, standing near the bar with that shy little smile she gave when she was nervous. I'd been looking at her every few seconds, making sure she was okay in this crowd of room filled with vultures. But now... nothing. The spot was empty. My brows pulled together. Confusion hit first, then a sharp twist in my gut. I lifted a hand and beckoned one of my men over-Jace, head of security tonight. He was at my side in seconds. "Where's my fiancée?" I asked, voice low. He glanced around quickly, then back at me. "She went home, sir." Home? The word didn't make sense.

"What do you mean home? Why the hell would she leave without telling me? Is she sick?" Jace shook his head. "She didn't say, sir. Just asked the driver to take her." I stared at him, trying to process it. Rose didn't do things like this. She was quiet, thoughtful, never one to make a scene or disappear without a word. Something was wrong. Really wrong. I needed to go to her. Now. The event could burn for all I cared. These people, this hotel, the handshakes and fake smiles-none of it mattered when my mate was upset. I turned to Marco, my assistant, who was already hovering nearby. "Take over.

Handle the guests. I'm leaving." Marco opened his mouth like he wanted to argue-probably remind me about the investors waiting to talk-but one look from me shut him up fast. He swallowed hard and nodded. "Yes, sir." I was already moving toward the exit when a flash of red stepped right in my path. Scarlett again. She smiled up at me, all teeth and perfume. "Damien, honey," she purred, tilting her head. "Let's catch up later, what do you think?" I didn't even slow down. I lifted my left hand, showing her the thick silver band Rose and I had exchanged months ago-the promise ring.

Simple, strong, meaningful. 1/4 018 Remind Maim yours +25 Bonus "I'm taken," I said, voice flat and final. I'd proposed to Rose the proper way weeks after we mated, down on one knee in our bedroom with roses and lilies everywhere. She'd cried and said yes, but she asked for time. Time to adjust to everything-the bond, the new life, the world I came from. So we started with the promise ring instead of a full mating ceremony. I'd wait forever if that's what she needed. Scarlett opened her mouth to say something else-probably some flirty bullshit- but I didn't hear it.

I walked right past her, shoulders brushing people aside as I made my way out. The cool night air hit me as I stepped outside. My driver was already pulling the car around. I slid into the back seat and gave the only order that mattered. "Home. Fast." The drive to the house in the human town felt endless. My fingers drummed against my thigh, my wolf pacing inside me, restless and angry that our mate was hurting and we weren't there yet. The second the car stopped, I was out. I didn't wait for the driver to open the door.

I took the front steps two at a time, pushed through the door, and called her name. "Rose?" Nothing. The house was quiet. "Rose, baby?" Still no answer. My heart started pounding harder. I took the stairs fast, heading straight for our bedroom. The door was cracked open, soft light spilling out. There she was. Standing by the big window, back to me, arms wrapped around herself. She'd changed out of the gown. Now she was wearing one of my white dress shirts. It hung loose on her small frame, sleeves rolled up, hem brushing mid- thigh. Her legs were bare, hair loose down her back.

God, she looked perfect. "Baby," I whispered, stepping closer. She turned then, and my chest tightened at the sight of her face. Eyes a little red, lips pressed together like she was holding everything in. "Why did you leave without me?" I asked, keeping my voice soft. She shrugged, looking down at the floor. "It seemed like you were having a good time, I didn't want to bother you." Bother me? I crossed the room in three strides. "You look so perfect standing there and I..." She started, voice small, "I-" I didn't let her finish.

I pulled her into my arms, hands gentle but firm, pressing her body against mine. "What are you going on about?" I murmured against her hair. 2/4 Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.