Lavender ( a werewolf story)

Lavender, the different shades colors and patterns that seemingly shape the werewolf community. Every Luna wolf has a peculiar scent of lavender that only the nose of her alpha male can sniff, quiet sketchy I know but I have been studding the werewolves mating process for a while and it is quite the thrill. Hey my name is faeiry and let me tell you a story one you haven't quiet heard before, sit tight for we are embarking a journey to the past were a certain werewolf of noble blood, a first born sapphire wolf cursed from birth to suffer the sin of his father, though he maybe the most vicious being alive and possess the power to rip nations and cities with his bare hands and even though he is the most feared man on the planet his weakness lies in his curse a failure to complete a certain task, and that is to smell lavender. I know, I know he is already the most powerful person on earth, why need an alpha female but you see werewolves are wired just regardless of power nothing can compete with the strength of loneliness.
My story is about a pure blood Lycan, the king of wolves, alpha Xavier Willam cursed by the moon goddess herself. what happens when he finally smells lavender? is that the end to his curse? or is there more that meets the eyes?.