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Breeder To The Cursed Lycan King
Breeder To The Cursed Lycan King
Author: Kuraht

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Author: Kuraht
last update publish date: 2025-12-23 04:32:58

ATHENA

Pain shot through my stomach as I pushed myself off the cold floor. The ache was sharp and deep, the kind that made breathing feel like work. Every movement reminded me of what Alpha Lucas had done to me yesterday. My ribs burned. My legs shook. My body wanted to give up.

But omegas didn’t get rest.

If I wasn’t in the kitchen before sunrise, there would be another beating waiting for me. I clenched my teeth, swallowed the pain, and forced my feet to move. Step by step, I made my way down the hallway.

The kitchen lights were already on.

“Oh, look who’s still breathing.”

Lily’s voice hit me the second I stepped inside. I didn’t look at her. I didn’t need to. I knew that tone too well. She stood near the counter, arms crossed, watching me like I was something dirty that had wandered in.

She was dating the beta. Alpha Lucas’s brother. The pack loved her. The golden girl.

My nightmare.

“Good morning,” I said quietly.

“What’s good about this morning when I have to see your ugly face first thing?” she snapped.

I said nothing. Talking back never helped. I moved past her and went straight to work. Pots, pans, knives. My hands started moving on their own. Chop. Stir. Knead. I focused on the food because it was easier than thinking.

The smell of roasted meat slowly filled the kitchen. My stomach tightened, but I ignored it. Soon, footsteps echoed down the stairs. Wolves filled the dining hall, laughing, talking, loud and relaxed. I carried tray after tray, placing plates in front of them.

No one thanked me.

Some didn’t even look at me.

“Why are you walking like that?”

Alpha Lucas’s voice stopped me cold.

“Stand up straight,” he said. “You move like a broken dog.”

Laughter burst around the room.

I straightened instantly. My back screamed in protest, but I forced my steps to look normal. I kept my face blank and kept walking.

Ryan sat near the Alpha. The beta. Once, he used to smile at me. Now his eyes were flat, distant. When his gaze landed on me, his mouth tightened like he’d smelled something bad.

I dropped my eyes and turned away.

When the pack finished eating, I scraped leftovers into a bowl. My hands were shaking. My stomach growled, loud and desperate. I ate quickly, standing, not caring how it looked. Just enough to quiet the hunger.

“Athena.”

My body froze.

Luna Becca’s voice cut through the room. My heart started pounding as I turned to face her.

“Yes, Luna,” I said, bowing my head.

Her eyes dragged over me slowly, from my face to my shoes. Disgust sat clear on her face.

“How many times do I have to tell you?” she said. “I don’t eat large portions anymore. And I’m vegetarian now. Are you deaf?”

“I’m sorry, Luna—”

“Sorry for yourself,” she cut in.

She grabbed her plate and tipped it over me.

Warm food slid down my dress, soaked into the fabric, splashed onto the floor. I stood there, stiff, staring at the mess.

Alpha Lucas caught her wrist gently. “Don’t upset yourself over this filth,” he said calmly.

She leaned back in her chair, still glaring at me. “If you’d broken her bones properly last night, she wouldn’t have forgotten.”

The words settled in my chest. Heavy. Quiet.

“Go make me something light,” she added. “Oatmeal. Be quick.”

I nodded and turned away.

Back in the kitchen, my hands shook so badly I had to grip the counter for a second. I breathed in, then out, slow. I grabbed the oats, the water, the bowl. My eyes burned, but I blinked hard and kept going.

Omegas didn’t cry where anyone could see.

My wolf stayed silent, curled up deep inside me like it always did. I healed slower than the others. Bruises stayed longer. Broken ribs took weeks.

I stirred the oatmeal and focused on not spilling it.

Tonight was the full moon. The initiation festival. Tonight, I would turn twenty. Tonight was when I was supposed to meet my mate.

The thought sat heavy in my stomach.

Would my mate even want me?

I didn’t shift like the others. My wolf barely spoke to me. Still, something stirred faintly inside my chest, restless and unsure.

Please accept me, I thought. Just enough to let me leave this place.

I carried the bowl back to Luna Becca and placed it in front of her. She looked at me the same way she always did. Cold. Sharp.

For a brief second, I met her eyes. Then I looked away.

Night fell fast.

I stood in front of the mirror in my small room, smoothing down my dress. It was old and faded, but it was clean. That was the best I could do. I tugged at the hem, then let my hands fall.

A knock didn’t come. Lily just walked in.

She leaned against the doorframe, looking me over. “You look really ugly right now. Hope you know that.”

I stayed quiet.

“Are you deaf?” she snapped, stepping closer. “I said you look ugly.”

I took a breath and lifted my eyes. “I know,” I said. “You don’t have to remind me.”

Her brows lifted, surprised. Then she laughed softly. “Such a sharp mouth for something so weak.”

She leaned in. “Your mate’s going to reject you. I can already see it.”

She turned and walked out.

I stood there for a second, then wiped my face quickly. I stepped outside before anyone could see me.

The festival grounds were alive. Fires burned. Wolves stood in groups, laughing, touching, holding hands. New mates clung to each other, smiling, glowing. My chest tightened as I watched them.

Then a scent hit me.

Strong and sudden.

My wolf surged awake, sharp and loud in my head. Mate. Mate.

My heart started racing. I moved forward without thinking, eyes scanning the crowd.

Then I saw him.

Ryan stood near the center, tense, looking around. His head snapped up to mine and his eyes narrowing.

“No,” he muttered. “No. No.”

The scent wrapped around me completely.

My legs felt weak.

You can’t be my mate, he said, voice low and angry.

“Ryan—”

He lifted a hand. “Don’t.”

People nearby turned toward us. Whispers spread fast.

He laughed, harsh and bitter. “You? This is a joke.”

My hands curled into fists.

“I reject you,” he said, loud and clear. “I Ryan, the brother of alpha Lucas and the beta of this pack reject you as my mate.”

Laughter followed. My knees almost gave out.

I didn’t hear anything else.

I turned and ran.

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    HUNTERThe moment I saw Claire walking down the corridor, I stopped in my tracks as she popped into my head again. My jaw tightening slightly."Where is Athena?" The question was direct.Claire blinked, startled by my sudden appearance, and instinctively clutched the silver pitcher in her hands closer to her chest. "I just left her in her chambers. I was on my way to the kitchens to fetch her some water." She replied.Satisfied with the answer, I offered a terse nod and turned to go, ready to dismiss the interaction and continue on my way. But the moment she popped into my head I knew getting her out was going to be a problem, so instead of heading to my office I decided to go see how she was doing.I was turning the final corner to her wing when the sound tore through the quiet hallway.A scream.Athena.Every ounce of rational thought evaporated. The fragile wall separating the man from the beast within me shattered completely. A blinding, all-consuming rage took its place, fueled

  • Breeder To The Cursed Lycan King   #26

    ATHENAA growl.Hunter.It was him. He stood between me and Archer, a towering presence that blocked out the rest of the world. He looked less like a man and more like an unleashed beast, broad shoulders tense, his posture radiating a terrifying power.I had witnessed his anger before. I had felt the icy bite of his detachment, the weight of his authority, and the sudden flash of his temper. But this was detached from anything I had ever known. This was an ancient, unrestrained fury.Wiping the dampness from my eyes with a trembling hand, I saw that Archer never stood a chance. He couldn't even raise an arm to defend himself before Hunter was on him again, driving him back with a relentless brutality.One strike.Two.Three.Each collision made my stomach twist into painful knots. I had never seen that kind of unbridled violence directed at another living being. Crimson droplets sprayed across the polished floor, reflecting the dim light of the room as Archer’s head snapped backward w

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    ATHENA The reality of how vulnerable I was crashed over me in relentless waves.Every breath I drew felt thinner than the last, as though the room itself had decided I no longer deserved air. My chest tightened painfully, my lungs struggling against the invisible weight pressing down on me.Hunter stood over me like something carved from stone and shadow. The dim light spilling across the room only seemed to emphasize his size. His broad shoulders reflected what little glow the moon could give the night.I had never felt smaller. Never felt more aware of how completely powerless I was.Then his hand grabbed me. A violent shiver tore through my body, my eyes squeezing shut immediately.I braced myself.I waited for pain.Waited for the cold, indifferent touch of a king who viewed me as nothing more than a duty. A means to an end.His hand settled on the curve of my waist.The contact nearly stole my breath.His fingers were long and impossibly large, wrapping around my side with ease.

  • Breeder To The Cursed Lycan King   #23.

    ATHENAThe chamber was submerged in a thick, suffocating gloom, illuminated only by the faint, silver sliver of moonlight piercing through the drapes. I stepped across the threshold, my pulse thrumming a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I had been summoned, and in this place, a summons was a command that brooked no delay.I moved with the caution of a wounded animal, my gaze scanning the area of the room. It seemed empty at first, a void of silence. I exhaled, a shaky sound that seemed too loud in the stillness, and took a hesitant step further.Then, he rose.It was not a movement of sudden violence, but a slow unfolding, like a predator waking from a light slumber. He stood by the window, the darkness clinging to him until he stepped into the sliver of pale light. My breath hitched, a gasp tearing from my throat before I could suppress it. I spun, my skirts swirling as I made to bolt back toward the sanctuary of the corridor."Stop."The word was low rumble that vibrated through the

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    ATHENA My boots hammered against the corridor, the sound echoing like a heartbeat. I didn’t look back. I couldn’t. The phantom pressure of Hunter’s lips still burned against mine, a brand of ownership from a man whose very name was spoken in terrified whispers. I burst into my room and shoved the door shut, leaning my weight against the wood as if I could bar out the reality of what had just transpired.I had run. I had turned my back on the King and fled like a startled doe.The silence of the room was suffocating. I paced the small space, my fingers tracing the outline of my mouth. He was the feared King, a man of iron yet he had touched me with a terrifying softness that unsettled me more than his rage ever could. Now, the adrenaline was fading, replaced by a cold, prickling dread. One does not simply walk away from him. I had defied him, and now I waited for the hammer to fall.I collapsed onto the edge of my bed, my breath coming in shallow hitches. Any moment now, the tread of

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