Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novel

Stars Beyond Shattered Skies - Ethan Rowland 62 Summary In Chapter 62 of "Stars Beyond Shattered Skies," Emilia grapples with the aftermath of a funeral, haunted by the unsettling words of Doctor Raina. As she lies in bed, the weight of grief is compounded by a sense of impending doom, which is abruptly interrupted by a terrifying scream. Initially believing it to be a figment of her imagination, she soon realizes it signifies something far worse: the King, Maximus, has escaped his chains and is on the loose, filled with rage and terror.

Panic sets in as Emilia tries to reach the door, only to find it locked. Her desperation escalates as she screams for help, aware that if Maximus is free, he poses a grave danger to everyone, including herself. When Lucien finally arrives, he urges her to flee for her safety, but Emilia's instinct to confront the danger overrides her fear. She feels a burning anger at the thought of running away while Maximus might harm someone, and she resolves to stop him. Ignoring Lucien's warnings, Emilia rushes into the night, calling out for Maximus as she enters the dark forest.

The atmosphere is thick with tension as she feels his presence and hears his growls, realizing the depth of his suffering. Despite the rational part of her mind urging her to turn back, her heart drives her forward, fueled by a desperate need to save him from himself. As Emilia pushes deeper into the forest, she experiences a surge of energy that manifests as a protective barrier, trapping Maximus within the woods. This moment of connection between them is charged with emotion, as they lock eyes across the barrier.

Emilia's heart races with a mix of fear and determination, culminating in a profound realization of her own power and the bond they share. The chapter closes with her grappling with the enormity of the situation, leaving her with a haunting question: how can she face the beast that is both Maximus and the darkness within him? Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Chapter 62 - I Have To Stop Him** **Emilia's POV** I lay on the bed, my eyes fixed on the ceiling, the weight of the funeral still pressing down on me like an oppressive fog.

The image of Doctor Raina's unsettling smile lingered in my mind, a specter that refused to fade. 'A rose with thorns.' 'Setting things right.' Her cryptic words echoed in my thoughts, looping endlessly until a wave of nausea washed over me. I felt trapped in a cycle of dread, unable to escape the implications of her message. And then, it pierced through the silence. A scream. At first, I dismissed it as a figment of my imagination, a remnant of the harrowing day replaying in my mind. But then it came again, sharper, more visceral, tearing through the stillness of the night like a blade.

My body shot upright, adrenaline surging through my veins as my heart raced wildly. That sound was not mere grief; it was something far more sinister. It was sheer terror. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet hitting the cold floor with a jolt. I stumbled toward the window, my fingers shaking as I pulled the curtains aside. Below me, the courtyard was a scene of utter chaos-guards were sprinting in every direction, shadows flitting about like startled birds. And then I heard it. A growl. Feral. Low. Angry.

The sound reverberated through the stone walls, vibrating deep within my chest until I feared my ribs might shatter. My breath hitched, my blood turned to ice. It was him. The King. And if he was free... "Oh God," I breathed, my knees trembling beneath me. This was a disaster waiting to unfold. Without a moment's hesitation, I spun toward the door, panic clawing at my throat. I had to reach him. I had to understand what was happening. I seized the handle and twisted with all my might. Locked. My stomach plummeted. "Open!" I shouted, yanking the handle repeatedly, frustration boiling over.

"Open the f*****g door!" I pounded my fists against the wood until they stung, until my voice cracked with the intensity of my screams. But there was nothing-no response, no one coming to my aid. Another roar erupted from the depths of the castle. This one was louder, closer, and it sent my heart racing to a near halt. He was free. The chains that had held him captive had failed. And if Maximus was loose... He would kill. He wouldn't be able to contain himself. "No," I gasped, desperation flooding my senses. "No, no, no." I pounded against the door harder, my throat raw from shouting.

"Somebody open this f*****g door!" Then, at last-the lock clicked. The door swung open, revealing Lucien standing there, his expression a mixture of urgency and fear. I froze in place. Never had I seen the King's Beta look so afraid. His face was ashen, his jaw clenched tight, and his sharp, disciplined eyes were wide with panic. "Emilia." His voice was rough, laced with urgency. "We have to move. Now." "What-" "No time." He seized my wrist, his grip unyielding, like iron. "I need to get you to safety. If his beast is hunting for you, he might kill you. Do you understand?

He's not in his right mind. He'll regret it later, but that won't stop him. You need to hide." His words struck me like stones, heavy and unyielding. Kill me. The thought lodged itself in my mind, but instead of fear, a burning anger ignited within me. I yanked my hand free from his grasp. "No. We can't just run and hide! We have to stop him. If he kills someone, if he does something irreversible-" "There's nothing we can do!" Lucien snapped, his impatience cutting through my protest like a knife. His chest heaved as if he was holding back a torrent of frustration. "You don't understand.

It's the red moon. He's lost to himself. He doesn't recognize anyone. Not even me." "But-" Lucien's eyes blazed with desperation, his voice rising. "If he sees you, Emilia, he'll kill you. Do you hear me? He's not himself!" Another roar reverberated through the air, shaking the very foundations of the castle. The sound made my heart clench painfully in my chest. It wasn't just rage I heard-it was agony. Maximus. He was suffering. Something inside me twisted, a refusal to accept what Lucien was saying.

My mind screamed at me to listen, to let him pull me away to safety, but my heart-my heart was already racing toward the danger. "No," I whispered, more to myself than to him. "I can't." "Emilia-" But I was already moving. Without a second thought, I pushed past him. His voice thundered down the corridor, calling my name, but my legs propelled me forward, driven by an instinct I couldn't articulate. My pulse roared in my ears, drowning out all rational thoughts. I had to reach him. I had to save him.

I dashed through the hallways, my bare feet slapping against the cold stone floor, until the night air struck my face like a frigid wave. The forest loomed ahead, dark and silent, the trees swaying ominously under the blood-red glow of the moon. "Maximus!" I screamed, my voice cracking the stillness. "Maximus!" The forest swallowed my words, the silence pressing back against me until I feared my own heartbeat might echo into eternity. And then- The growl. It was closer this time, deep and guttural, vibrating through my bones. My eyes widened, my chest tightening painfully.

A shadow moved between the trees. And then he emerged. I froze. The beast was towering, covered in thick, black fur that glistened under the moonlight. His claws sank into the earth, his eyes burning like molten fire. His teeth were bared in a snarl that echoed like the end of the world. My breath caught in my throat. My heart hammered against my ribs. A gasp tore from my lips, sharp and fragmented. I instinctively took a step back, my body screaming to flee. But before I could even draw another breath- He vanished.

In the blink of an eye, he melted into the shadows of the forest, moving faster than anything I could comprehend. Panic clawed at me. If he left the forest... if he reached the packs beyond... "No!" The word erupted from me, wild and desperate. My legs propelled me forward before my mind could catch up, plunging into the trees. "Maximus, stop!" I screamed, my voice ragged, tearing at my throat. "Stop running!" Branches whipped against my skin, roots snagged at my feet, but I pushed through the pain. I chased the blur of movement, driven by an instinct I couldn't understand.

Every rational thought screamed at me that I was insane. That I was running toward my death. But something deeper urged me onward. The need to protect him. The need to save him from himself. "Maximus!" My voice cracked, but I continued to scream. "Please!" My chest burned, my lungs cried for air. Tears blurred my vision. He was too fast. I couldn't reach him. And then- It happened. A surge of energy exploded within me, hot and wild, bursting from my chest like a newborn star.

It radiated outward in every direction, invisible yet blinding, a pulse that shook the trees and made the very air tremble. The forest glowed faintly, like light beneath water, before settling into stillness. I froze, gasping, clutching my chest in disbelief. What... what was that? I stumbled forward, staring in awe as the trees around us shimmered faintly with an energy I couldn't name. A barrier. A shield. The forest had closed itself, trapping him inside. My breath came in hard, shallow gasps as I turned-and found him. He was there. The beast.

Maximus stood at the edge of the trees, massive and formidable, his chest heaving, claws flexing against the earth. His eyes-those burning, feral eyes-locked onto mine. And in that moment, the world around us froze. The shield pulsed between us, humming with the same strange energy that had erupted from within me. I stared at him, and he stared back at me. My heart pounded so fiercely I thought it might shatter. And one question echoed in my mind, sharp and terrified and utterly impossible. What the f**k?

Conclusion In this climactic moment, Emilia stands at the crossroads of fear and determination, her heart pounding in rhythm with the chaos surrounding her. The weight of loss, the haunting echoes of a funeral, and the terror of the unleashed beast converge within her, igniting a fierce resolve that propels her forward. No longer a passive observer, she embraces her agency, stepping into the fray to confront the very essence of Maximus's turmoil.

The barrier she unintentionally creates symbolizes not just a physical shield but the emotional armor she constructs around her heart; it represents her hope and her refusal to abandon him in his darkest hour. In the face of imminent danger, she chooses to act, driven by an instinctual need to protect him, to heal the wounds that threaten to consume them both. As their eyes meet, a profound connection sparks between them, a silent understanding that transcends words.

In this moment of stillness amidst chaos, Emilia realizes that her love for Maximus is not merely a passive sentiment but a powerful force capable of altering their fates. The energy that erupts from within her is a testament to her strength, her willingness to confront the beast-both within Maximus and herself. Their shared struggle becomes a catalyst for transformation, hinting at the possibility of redemption and healing.

The mysterious energy that surged within her may hold the key to reaching the King, but the stakes are higher than ever. Will Emilia's newfound power be enough to pierce through the chaos and bring Maximus back from the brink, or will the beast within him prevail? As the hunt intensifies, the forest itself becomes a character in this unfolding drama, with its shadows deepening and secrets lurking within the darkness. Emilia's resolve will be tested as she navigates the treacherous terrain of both the physical and emotional landscapes.

The echoes of past choices and the weight of impending consequences loom large, promising revelations that could alter the course of their fates forever. With the red moon casting an ominous glow over everything, the question remains: Can love truly conquer the primal instincts of the beast, or will they both be consumed by the very shadows they seek to overcome? Prepare for a chapter filled with raw emotion, fierce battles, and the unbreakable bonds that tie them together, even in the face of unimaginable danger. Joseph King