Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novel

Stars Beyond Shattered Skies - Ethan Rowland 75 Summary In Chapter 75 of "Stars Beyond Shattered Skies," titled "Long Ago," Maximus confronts Soraya, who kneels before him, trembling and vulnerable. She reveals the ominous truth about Emilia, warning Maximus of the dark history tied to a woman named Milandra, a former Guardian of the Moon Goddess. Milandra, consumed by jealousy, poisoned the minds of wolves against humans, leading to chaos and bloodshed. Her execution was ordered by the Goddess, but before her death, Milandra vowed to return and destroy the royal bloodline.

Soraya claims that Milandra's spirit now resides within Emilia, a revelation that shakes Maximus to his core. Maximus struggles with disbelief and anger as Soraya explains the potential devastation that could follow if Milandra regains her power through Emilia. Conflicted emotions churn within him as he recalls Emilia's strength and the protective barrier she conjured to save him. Despite his instincts telling him to reject Soraya's claims, he begins to question the truth behind Emilia's recent distance and silence.

The uncertainty gnaws at him, intensifying his turmoil as he grapples with the possibility that something dark may indeed lie within her. Just as Maximus is lost in his spiraling thoughts, Lucien interrupts with alarming news: Damien has taken Emilia, referring to her as his mate. This revelation ignites a fierce rage within Maximus, overwhelming him with a primal need to protect Emilia. The thought of another claiming her sends him into a furious state, and he declares that Damien will pay for his audacity.

In this moment of raw emotion, Maximus's resolve solidifies; he will stop at nothing to protect what he considers his, vowing to confront the threat posed by Damien and the potential curse surrounding Emilia. The chapter ends with Maximus consumed by his fury, ready to unleash his wrath to safeguard Emilia, as the weight of prophecy and danger looms over him. His fierce determination to claim her and protect their bond is palpable, setting the stage for an explosive confrontation.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Chapter 75 - Long Ago** **Maximus's POV** Before me, Soraya knelt, her fragile form quaking as she pressed her forehead against the cold stone floor. The sight of her, so small and vulnerable, stirred something deep within me-a mix of irritation and concern. "Your Majesty," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, trembling like a leaf caught in a storm. "I realize I should have spoken up sooner, but my very existence hinged on my silence. I had no choice. Yet now...

now that you refuse to heed my warnings about Emilia's true nature, I find myself compelled to reveal the truth." I fixed her with an unwavering gaze, my jaw clenched tight with frustration. I loathed the way people squandered my time. "Get to the point, Soraya. Do not test my patience." Her head lifted slightly, but her gaze remained averted, as if the mere act of meeting my eyes would summon the very truth she feared. Drawing a shaky breath, she began, "Long ago, when the Moon Goddess still walked among us, she surrounded herself with a circle of chosen servants known as the Guardians.

Each Guardian possessed extraordinary gifts-beauty, healing, strength, and eternal youth. These gifts were bestowed upon them to serve the Goddess and maintain harmony between wolves and humans. But one among them... a woman named Milandra... fell prey to jealousy." The name pierced through me like a shard of ice. I remained silent, simply gesturing for her to continue, my heart pounding with a mixture of dread and anticipation. "Milandra was granted the gift of eternal youth," Soraya continued, her voice trembling as she spoke. "But as time passed, her heart withered, consumed by envy.

She began to poison the minds of the wolves, instilling in them a deep-seated rage, convincing them that humans were weak, unworthy of existence. Under her dark influence, the wolves turned against humanity, spilling blood across the villages, staining the earth with grief. The Moon Goddess, furious at this betrayal, ordered Milandra's execution, along with those who chose to follow her." Soraya's hands trembled as she clasped them tightly, a visible manifestation of her fear.

"But before she met her end, Milandra vowed that one day she would return to destroy the royal bloodline descended from the Goddess. She promised to finish what she had begun." A low growl rumbled deep within my chest, my beast stirring restlessly, clawing at my insides. "You're telling me a bedtime story," I spat, my voice laced with disbelief and anger. "No, Your Majesty," she insisted, shaking her head vehemently. "Milandra was indeed killed, but her curse... her gift of eternal youth meant that while her body perished, her spirit could never truly be extinguished.

It seeks out vessels, hosts-powerful women. And now-" For the first time, her gaze lifted to meet mine, and the terror reflected in her eyes sent a shiver down my spine. "Milandra's spirit resides within Emilia." Silence enveloped the chamber, heavy and suffocating. The words reverberated off the walls like a thunderclap, yet I found it impossible to accept them. I wouldn't. Emilia? No. Not her. The very thought coiled around my mind like a poison, suffocating and vile.

With deliberate slowness, I rose from the couch, my chest constricting, my jaw set so tightly I feared my teeth might shatter. "You dare to speak such filth in my presence? You dare to accuse her?" Soraya flinched at my tone but pressed on, her voice steady despite the fear etched on her face. "The prophecy foretells that if Milandra regains her full power through her vessel, she will unleash devastation. The kingdom will crumble. The Goddess' bloodline will cease to exist." I glared at her, my hands curling into fists, each knuckle white with tension.

My beast roared within me, torn between the fury ignited by her words and the dread that perhaps, just perhaps, they held a kernel of truth. Images of the forest flooded my mind-Emilia standing before me, her body trembling yet resolute. The raw power she had unleashed, the barrier she conjured to save me. It hadn't been an attack; she hadn't sought to harm me. She had saved me. A deep ache settled in my chest as confusion battled with fury, until all I could do was rake my hands over my face in despair. I didn't want to believe it. I couldn't. Yet...

Her sudden distance, her silence, the shadow that lingered in her laughter, the way she withdrew from my touch that morning... Was it truly her? Or was there something darker lurking within her? The uncertainty gnawed at me, a relentless torment. My head bowed, thoughts crashing together like waves in a tempest. "Your Majesty." Lucien's voice sliced through the chaos in my mind, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts. I looked up sharply, noticing him standing by the door, tense and silent. But now, urgency radiated from him, freezing the blood in my veins.

"What is it?" I demanded, my voice low and dangerous. His expression was grave, the weight of his words heavy. "A guard just reported something." My beast bristled, sensing the tension in the air. "Speak." Lucien hesitated, and for a moment, I felt an overwhelming urge to force the words from his throat. But then he swallowed hard, steeling himself. "They saw Damien... taking Emilia with him." The words hit me like a sledgehammer, my body going rigid with shock. "What?" Lucien's voice dropped, almost a whisper, as if saying it too loudly would make the reality worse.

"The guard swears he heard Damien call her..." He paused, his jaw tightening as if bracing for the impact of what he was about to say. My heart pounded violently against my ribs, wild and chaotic. "Say it," I growled, the command slipping from my lips like a threat. Lucien met my gaze, his expression steady yet grim. "He called her mate." The world around me exploded into a haze of red. For a moment, I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. The walls of the room felt suffocating, closing in on me as the rage within me roared like a caged beast. Mate. He dared to take her. He dared to claim her.

My beast surged within me, claws tearing at the inside of my chest, desperate to be unleashed. The sound that erupted from my throat wasn't human; it was the primal roar of a king pushed to the edge of his limits. The furniture around me trembled, Soraya shrieked in fear, and Lucien stiffened, but I was beyond caring. In a burst of fury, I stood, my claws already extending, my vision tinted with crimson rage. "Damien," I snarled, my voice shaking the very walls of the chamber. "He's dead." The prophecy, the curse, the questions-they could all wait.

Because in this moment, there was only one truth that mattered. Emilia is mine. And I would burn the world to ashes before I allowed anyone else to claim her. Conclusion In the aftermath of Soraya's revelation, a tempest of emotions surged within Maximus, propelling him into a realm of turmoil that shattered his sense of reality. The weight of her words lingered, taunting him with the possibility that Emilia, the woman he had come to cherish, might be entwined with a darkness he could scarcely fathom.

Yet, amidst the chaos, a fierce protective instinct ignited within him, illuminating the path he must tread. The very thought of losing Emilia to the malevolent grasp of Milandra's spirit fueled a fire in his heart, transforming confusion into unyielding resolve. The kingdom's fate and the truth of Emilia's nature paled in comparison to the raw urgency of claiming her as his own, forcing him to confront the depths of his feelings and the lengths he would go to safeguard her.

As Maximus's fury reached its zenith, he stood on the precipice of a profound realization: love is not merely an emotion but a fierce commitment that demands unwavering strength in the face of adversity. The revelation of Emilia's connection to the past threatened to unravel everything he believed, yet within that uncertainty lay a powerful truth-she was his mate, a bond forged in the crucible of shared experiences and mutual sacrifice. With every ounce of his being, he vowed to protect her from the shadows that sought to consume them both.

Will he be able to separate the woman he loves from the dark legacy threatening to consume her? Moreover, the tension between Maximus and Damien will escalate as their fates become intertwined in a deadly game of power and possession. With Maximus's primal instincts unleashed, readers can expect a visceral showdown that will not only test his strength but also his resolve. As allies become enemies and loyalties are questioned, the line between friend and foe will blur, leaving Maximus to navigate a treacherous path filled with deception and betrayal.

Will he be able to rescue Emilia from Damien's clutches, or will the curse of Milandra claim them all? Prepare for a chapter rich in suspense, heart-pounding action, and the relentless pursuit of love amidst chaos-where every choice could lead to salvation or destruction. Joseph King