Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novel

What if You Get Pregnant? LUCIENS POV We were both breathing hard, our chests heaving we'd just run a marathon through hell and back. My body still trembled from the release, buried deep inside her, our sweat-slicked skin sticking together in the best way. The wall behind Adele was cool against my palms where I braced us, but nothing could touch the heat still pulsing between us. I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips- gentle this time, not the frantic hunger from before it was a kiss that said everything I couldn't put into words right then.

"Adele." I whispered against her mouth, my voice rough and low, "what if you get pregnant? The question hung there, heavy in the quiet room, mixing with the scent of us-of s*x and sweat and something deeper, more permanent. I hadn't planned on saying it, but it slipped out, born from that raw fear I'd carried my whole life. My mom dying giving birth to me, my dad's endless blame-it all crashed back in that moment, twisting the afterglow into something vulnerable. She kissed me back, her lips soft and reassuring, pulling me from the edge of that dark thought.

Her hands cupped my face, thumbs stroking my jaw as she looked into my eyes. Tm sorry" she murmured, her voice steady but laced with emotion, "about what happened with your mom. And how your father treated you-like you were some curse instead of his son. But just because your mom died giving birth doesn't mean it's going to be my fate. Lucien, your father is a monster for making you believe that. Her death wasn't your fault. It never was. And you'll be a wonderful father.

I know it in my bones." Her words hit me like a freight train, smashing through walls I'd built so high I didn't even know how to climb them anymore. Something inside me broke-snapped clean like a chain finally being ripped from my neck. All those years of carrying that guilt, that fear, like a noose tightening with every breath. I'd been waiting my whole life for someone to say that, to see me not as the beta everyone feared, but as the broken kid underneath. Tears burned myeyes, hot and unexpected, and I couldn't hold them back.

I buried my face in her neck, inhaling her scent-lavender and warmth, my anchor-and let the silent sobs shake through me. Right then, I didn't care about being strong. I wasn't the powerful beta commanding armies or holding the kingdom together. I was just a man, raw and exposed, breaking apart in the arms of the woman I loved. Adele didn't say a word. She just held me tight, her arms wrapping around my shoulders like a shield from the world. Her fingers threaded through my hair, gentle strokes that soothed the storm inside.

Each pass of her hand felt like she was pleding me back together, one shattered fragment at a time. I felt...free. For the first time in forever, that weight lifted, like I could finally breathe without the shadow of my past choking me. The tears slowed, my body relaxing against hers, still connected in that intimate way that made everything feel right, even in the chaos. When I finally calmed, my breaths evening out, I pulled back just enough to look at her. My eyes were probably red, face streaked, but she didn't flinch.

Instead, she reached up, her thumbs gently wiping away the dampness on my cheeks. Her touch was so tender it made my chest ache in a good way. "We'll get through this," she said softly, her voice full of quiet strength. "We'll get through this." I managed a small smile, the kind that felt real despite everything. "I can't believe I just cried in front of you," I said, chuckling weakly, "while I'm literally still inside you." She chuckled too, a soft, musical sound that lit up the room, easing the last of the tension.

"Your secret is safe with me, Beta." she teased, her eyes sparkling with that mix of love and mischief that always drew me in. My gaze drifted down, to where we were still joined watching as a trickle of my release slipped out, glistening on her thigh. A smirk tugged at my lips, something primal and satisfied rising in me. "Perfect," I whispered, my voice husky, tracing a finger along her skin to catch it, feeling her shiver under my touch. Carefully, I carried her to the bed, her legs still wrapped around me, arms looped over my shoulders.

I laid her down gently, following so I hovered over her for a moment, kissing her slow and deep one more time before I finally pulled out. The loss of her heat made me groan, but then I collapsed beside her, tugging her into my arms so her back was to my chest. She fit against me like she was made for it-head tucked under my chin, my hand splayed over her stomach. We lay there catching our breath, the room quiet except for the soft sound of the wind outside and our heartbeats slowing together. I pressed my lips to the spot where her neck met her shoulder-the spot that was still bare.

My mark wasn't there yet. I'd been too scared to ask, too terrified of what claiming her completely might mean. But tonight something had shifted. The fear wasn't gone, but it wasn't in charge anymore. She must have felt the way I was breathing against her skin, because she turned her head slightly, waiting. My heart started pounding again, hard and fast. | J 2/3 Adele" I said voice low, almost shaking She twisted in my arms so we were face to face, ngsen brushing. "What?" I swallowed, searching her eyes. They were soff, on, trusting.

Everything I didn't deserve but wanted more than air "Mark me Her breath caught. Eyes widened. I didn't look away "Please," I whispered. "I want to be yours. Completely." Comments III LUCK BRAW > IK 11 Vote 3/3 Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.