Bloodbound to the Cursed Alphas

Theron's violet eyes darkened as his fingers closed around my wrist, his control snapping the moment his teeth sank into my skin. The curse took him instantly-twisting, consuming-dragging him past reason. Heat exploded through me, sharp and overwhelming, my breath catching as something deep inside me answered him.

"Easy there, brother."

Arwan's voice was soft, almost gentle-but it didn't stop him. His silver gaze held mine as he stepped in behind me, his touch a stark contrast to Theron's dominance. Then his lips found my neck, slow at first... until he tasted me. The shift was immediate. His restraint shattered, and I gasped as the heat spread, turning into something dangerously close to need.

A quiet laugh brushed my ear.

Leone.

He moved around us like this was a game, amber eyes gleaming as his fingers tilted my chin, forcing me to face him. "You feel it too, don't you?" he murmured, teeth grazing my pulse, teasing, waiting-like he already knew I wouldn't resist.

I was surrounded. Consumed.

Their curse fed on me. And my blood...

my blood was calling them closer.

Three cursed Alphas. One hybrid.

And I was already losing myself to them.

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I was never meant to be anything more than a weapon.

The coven leader's daughter. A mistake. A tool.

My father used me to wage silent wars against my mother-a powerful Alpha he could never dominate. And I paid the price for it every day. Pain. Control. Obedience.

Even my daughter, Hope, was taken from me... as if I didn't deserve to love anything that wasn't meant to be used.

But everything changed the night they saw me.

The Dragomirs.

Cursed. Ruthless. Untouchable.

Royal blood that ruled both covens and packs, feared by all, controlled by none.

And somehow... drawn to me.

Now my father has a greater plan.

A more dangerous use.

He wants me to lure them. Bind them. Poison them.

But he doesn't understand one thing-

You can't control monsters...

Especially when they crave your blood.