Taming The Alpha’s Curse

Chapter 13

Astrid’s Pov

I stumbled back into the servants’ quarters, every part of my body aching. My stomach throbbed where Aliyah had kicked me, and my cheek burned from her slap. I could already feel the bruises forming. I just wanted to curl up in my corner and pretend none of this was real.

Mara was sitting on her bed knitting quietly, as usual. She never joined the loud gossip that filled the room. When I walked in clutching my side, she looked up immediately.

“Oh my goddess, Astrid!” She dropped her knitting and rushed over. “What happened? Did the Alpha do this to you?”

I shook my head and sat down carefully, wincing. I told her everything in a shaky whisper — how Aliyah got jealous because I had been with Xavier when he shifted, how she accused me of seeing him naked, and how she had beaten me for it.

Mara’s face filled with sympathy. “That woman is pure venom. But… did you actually see him?”

I felt my face burn. “Mara… you’re not seriously asking me that.”

She leaned in, eyes wide. “Just tell me. Was it only his back?”

A nervous laugh slipped out. “Yes. Only his back.”

The other servants overheard and crowded closer, demanding details. “Come on, don’t be selfish!” one of them said. “If it was any of us, we’d be telling everything.”

I shook my head, mortified. “I really shouldn’t talk about this…”

They called me a killjoy and complained that someone else would have spilled every detail. Mara defended me and told them to leave me alone, but the damage was done. My mind kept drifting back to what I had seen — Xavier’s powerful, naked body. I scolded myself harshly. *Stop it, Astrid. He is the Alpha. He could kill you in a heartbeat.*

I lay down, exhausted, hoping sleep would come fast. But I had barely closed my eyes when Mara gently shook me awake.

“Astrid… a warrior just came. Luna Aliyah wants you right now in the Alpha’s chambers.”

My heart sank. I didn’t even wash my face or fix my messy hair. My body screamed in pain with every step as I followed the warrior, bruises throbbing. As we walked, I spotted Talon in the distance. He glanced at me, then turned and walked away without a word. His features were softer than Xavier’s, but I had seen him fight — brutal and deadly. Why was he acting so strangely?

I reached Xavier’s door and knocked softly, waiting for permission.

“Come in, you f*****g b***h,” Aliyah’s sharp voice called.

I stepped inside and bowed low. “Luna Aliyah.”

She was sitting at her vanity, brushing her long black hair, surrounded by mirrors and expensive oils. She stood up slowly, a cruel smile spreading across her face.

“Go stand in that corner,” she ordered, pointing to a shadowed spot behind a heavy curtain with a small gap. “Not a single sound. I don’t want my Alpha to know you’re here. You’re going to watch everything… and understand exactly what a pathetic creature like you can never have.”

My stomach twisted. “Luna, please… this isn’t right. I don’t want to see the Alpha like that. It’s inappropriate. I—”

Her eyes darkened with rage. “Who told you that you have a say? Do you want your head chopped off right now?”

“No, Luna,” I whispered, terrified.

“Then take your miserable self over there.” She grabbed a bottle of scented oil and rubbed it roughly on my neck and wrists. “I don’t want him smelling your disgusting scent on me. Now go. He’ll be here any moment.”

I had no choice. I slipped behind the curtain into the dark corner. Aliyah adjusted it so there was just enough of a gap for me to see the large bed and most of the room. I pressed my back against the wall, heart pounding. *I’ll close my eyes,* I told myself. *I won’t watch. I won’t participate in this.*

The door opened.

Aliyah’s voice turned sweet and seductive. “Oh, my love… I’ve been waiting for you all evening.”

Xavier stepped in, tall and imposing. He said nothing as Aliyah approached him like a predator in heat. She ran her hands up his broad chest, pressing her body against him, kissing his neck.

“Let me take care of you tonight,” she purred. She slowly undressed herself, letting her silk gown slide to the floor, revealing her full breasts and smooth curves. She dropped to her knees in front of him, looking up with hungry eyes.

I squeezed my eyes shut, but I could still hear everything — the wet sounds of her mouth as she took him in, her soft, eager moans, the way she lavished attention on his c**k with her tongue and hands. She sucked him deeply, stroking what she couldn’t fit in her mouth, moaning loudly like she wanted the whole castle to hear how much she enjoyed pleasing him.

Xavier remained almost completely silent. No groans, no words of praise. He stood there, hands at his sides, watching her with that cold, unreadable expression.

Aliyah didn’t stop. She sucked him for a long time, using her hands, licking every inch, even taking his balls into her mouth while stroking his thick shaft. “You taste so good,” she moaned. “I’ve been wet for you all day.”

She stood up eventually, rubbing her wet p***y against his thigh, grinding on him while kissing his chest. She took his hand and guided his fingers between her legs, showing him how soaked she was. “Feel how ready I am for you, my Alpha.”

Xavier finally moved. He grabbed her roughly by the hips, spun her around, and bent her over the large bed. Without a word, he lined up his thick c**k and thrust into her hard in one powerful stroke.

Aliyah cried out in pleasure. “Yes! f**k me, Xavier!”

He started f*****g her mercilessly from behind, his hips slamming against her ass with loud, wet slaps. Each thrust was deep and brutal. Aliyah moaned loudly, pushing back against him, her breasts bouncing with every powerful stroke. “Harder… please… just like that!”

Xavier’s pace never slowed. He gripped her hips tightly, pounding into her dripping p***y again and again. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, mixed with Aliyah’s shameless moans and the wet sounds of his thick c**k sliding in and out of her.

I couldn’t keep my eyes closed anymore.

I watched through the small gap as his powerful body moved, muscles flexing, long black hair falling forward. The way he took her — so raw, so dominant, so completely in control — made heat flood between my legs. My n*****s hardened against my dress. A strange, aching wetness gathered between my thighs. This was the first time my body had ever reacted like this. Shame burned through me, but I couldn’t look away.

They went on and on. Aliyah came hard once, screaming his name, but Xavier didn’t stop. He kept f*****g her through it, relentless and cold, until he finally buried himself deep and came with a low grunt, filling her.

When they both stilled, Xavier slowly pulled out. His head turned.

His hazel eyes looked straight toward the gap in the curtain.

Straight at me.