Bound by the Curse

The Cursed Alpha

DAMIEN

CRESENT PACK

It's been two days, but I haven't even seen any sign of that girl. She was my mate and yet she was a maid. I was beyond disgusted by the thought of a maid being my mate. I could never accept her, no matter what.

I had lived for five thousand years even though I still had the physique of a young man who had lived for so long. I was cursed by a witch and now I can't break this annoying curse and also can't find my mate.

It was as if that was added to the curse and it made me so annoyed to a fault because I didn't have a Luna. The pack gossiped about it a lot and probably would have disrespected me if I wasn't so cold and mean to everyone.

I had a harsh personality and it wasn't all my fault, but how I was raised there was something, or let me say, someone that made me so bitter, but that's a story for another day.

I was so bored with life and, to be honest, after living for a thousand years, which was some people's ultimate dream, but there wasn't anything ultimate about that. It was cool at first, but when I saw that I stopped aging once I clocked thirty, I knew I had to do something.

I've been to different priests from different packs for solutions but none of them could help me and now I was left all on my own and hoping that the pack priest would help discover a way, but yet there was none and I was starting to lose hope.

"Alpha," I heard someone call, startling me out of my thoughts.

I turned to see that it was Mark---My beta. He was a twenty-six-year-old guy with blonde hair. He looked young for his age but he was very mature in character and one I could depend on.

"What happened?," I asked him, totally uninterested in whatever he had to say to me.

"The ball is tomorrow. I just wanted to tell you that I've arranged all the stylists and you'll get to pick what you wear," he said.

I didn't even know why I was still here because this was definitely not some kind of important news and, if anything, I just wanted to go and sleep through tomorrow because I hated this ball.

But it was important because, having lived for so many years, many people were raising their eyebrows, snooping around, and gossiping about me never having a mate because I was cursed. That was so ridiculous.

I wanted to kill those who started the rumors, but once, Mark talked to me and let me know what had happened and how I could deal with the problem another way. I didn't want to adhere to his idea, but he reminded me that killing them wouldn't solve anything.

I knew he was right and now we celebrate this stupid ball to find my mate every freaking year for the past seven years, but there's just no luck for me.

I know you're not interested in alpha, but this is for your own good," he said, but I simply nodded at him.

He was about to leave but then he suddenly turned to me again. " I forgot to tell you that the priest is here," he said.

I didn't waste any time and ran all the way to my chamber where I knew he would be.

He was seated dressed in a white garment, his hair was bald and he had a very long beard. He dressed and acted like people from the old times, so he wasn't very modern, and not that I care or anything.

"Good morning alpha Damien," he greeted, bowing as a sign of respect.

"Rise," I simply said as I took my seat. He also sat down on one of the chairs available.

"I suppose you have good news to tell me today, priest," I said to him.

I was really hoping that it was good news because I've had nothing but bad news over the years and that was killing me slowly. I've gotten kind of used to bad news but he came here abruptly without anybody, so I'm sure it might be good news.

"I have good news alpha but it's not all that good," he said, alarming me a bit.

I was confused by what he said. " What do you mean?" I asked.

"It's just that I was doing some consultation yesterday and it seemed as if luck had shined on you because the solution to your problem had been found," he told me.

I was happy. I haven't been happy in so many years but I was actually kind of glad that there's finally been a solution. After five thousand f*****g years of waiting, I was finally going to be free.

"But," he added.

"But? What's the but?" I asked, impatiently.

"There's just a slight problem," he told me.

He looked hesitant. I couldn't blame him because he knew how outraged I got whenever I received bad news, but today I was willing to control myself because this was my only hope.

"You can say whatever you want, I won't do you any harm," I said dryly.

"There's a solution but the revelation to what the solution to the problem is I haven't gotten," he said.

I couldn't believe what was literally coming out of his mouth. He had got to be kidding me right now. Why didn't he just tell me all at once instead of getting me excited over nothing?

"But you don't have to because I'll get the revelation this year," he told me.

That didn't sound bad, but at the same time, I was just being impatient.

"You may take your leave," I said, dismissing him because I didn't want to do anything I'd regret.

I need him to get the revelation because that's when I'll get freed. Then I can continue my life and die at a normal age even though I've lived for five thousand years. I was sure I could handle a few more years if the curse got broken.