Chapter 24
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Dawn broke over the old pack house ruins in streaks of blood and gold. We arrived as one unit — Ryker at the front, me riding behind him with Leo safely hidden and untraceable in Selene’s mountain sanctuary. The rogue Alphas flanked us, their bikes roaring in perfect sync. The curse inside me felt heavier than ever, the threads connecting me to all five males pulling tight with every mile.
The ruins were quiet. Too quiet.
Elias waited alone in the center of the broken ritual circle, hands clasped behind his back like a patient predator.
“You came,” he said, voice calm. “Good. The curse has grown unstable. By refusing to choose one anchor, you’re killing them slowly. All five.”
Ryker dismounted first, pulling me behind him. His hand stayed firm on my waist. “Then we end you and end the problem.”
The rogue Alphas formed a protective semicircle around us — Jax, Kai, Zane, and Draco. Their eyes glowed with raw intensity. The broken pact had left them openly possessive, every glance and brush of their bodies against mine charged with hunger.
Elias smiled. “It’s not that simple. The curse demands balance. One king. One queen. Five is too many. It will start tearing them apart from the inside unless Rhea chooses.”
He raised his hand. Red energy flared around the ruins, revealing faint threads connecting me to each of the five males. The bonds were visible now — pulsing, strained, dangerous.
Pain suddenly lanced through Ryker’s chest. He grunted, dropping to one knee. The rogue Alphas tensed as similar pain hit them in waves.
“Stop this,” I demanded, stepping forward. The awakened curse surged inside me, gold flickering at the edges of my vision.
Elias’s voice turned cold. “Choose one. Bind the full power to him. Or watch all five die before the sun fully rises.”
The air grew thick with tension. Ryker pushed to his feet, golden eyes locked on mine with fierce possession. “Don’t you dare sacrifice yourself for us.”
Jax moved closer, his hand brushing my arm. “We’ve fought for you. We’ll die for you if we have to.”
Kai’s fingers grazed my waist from the other side. “But we’d rather live for you.”
Zane and Draco stepped in, their presence overwhelming. Five powerful males, all bound to me, all willing to tear the world apart — or destroy each other — for the right to claim me.
The curse pulsed violently. Pain rippled through the group again. I felt it like knives in my own chest.
I dropped to my knees in the center of the circle, scalpel glowing in my hand. “Then I choose none of you.”
I slammed the blade into the ground at the heart of the ritual ruins. Red energy exploded outward in a controlled storm. I poured everything I had into the s***h — not transferring the power, but fracturing the curse’s demand for a single anchor.
The bonds between us flared bright, then shattered outward.
The backlash hit like a hurricane.
All five males roared in pain as the curse fought back, but it no longer had a single target. It spread across us — painful, but survivable. The threads remained, but looser. More balanced.
Elias staggered, eyes wide with shock. “Impossible… you’re rewriting it.”
Ryker reached me first, pulling me into his arms. His mouth crashed down on mine in a deep, desperate kiss, tasting of blood and relief. The rogue Alphas closed in immediately — Kai’s lips brushing my neck, Jax’s hand sliding down my back, Zane and Draco pressing close, their touches no longer hesitant.
For one charged moment, the pain transformed into overwhelming heat. Five sets of hands on my body. Five mouths hovering near my skin. The curse hummed with dark satisfaction, the bonds now shared instead of divided.
But Elias wasn’t finished.
He pulled a small vial from his coat — glowing with the last remnants of the original curse. “If I can’t have it… no one will.”
He smashed the vial at his feet. A final, violent surge of unstable energy erupted, targeting all of us at once.
Ryker shoved me behind him, taking the brunt of the blast. The rogue Alphas moved as one, shielding me with their bodies. The explosion threw everyone backward.
When the dust settled, Elias lay motionless on the ground, the last of the stolen power fading from his body.
Silence fell.
Ryker pulled me up, checking me for injuries. The rogue Alphas gathered close, hands still touching me — grounding, possessive, relieved.
The curse inside me felt… different. Quieter. More mine.
But as the sun rose fully over the ruins, a final message appeared on my phone from an unknown number.
'Congratulations, Queen. You broke the old rules. But new ones are forming. The widow’s hybrid wasn’t the only one. There are three more out there — each carrying pieces of your power. They’re coming for your son. And for you. See you soon.'
The screen went black.
Ryker read the message over my shoulder. His grip tightened.
The rogue Alphas tensed, their bodies pressing closer around me.
I looked at the five males who had bled, fought, and bound themselves to me through curse and desire.
The queen had survived the night.
But the real war — the one that would decide the fate of my son and all of us — was only just beginning.
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