Alpha's cursed mate novel Chapter 1

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Every fiber in the universe hears, every star in the Galaxy responds and each deed has a repercussion.

When a soul sufferer the whole Creation cries, the sorrows never to be gone unnoticed.

Never curse a fair, never make their heart weep-the ultimate rule of Life.

Each breath of the sufferer had an effect and the tormentor has to pay.

Moon goddess Selene had broken the rule but time always ruled and the person to hold its reins was captured in his own world....it won't be long when his chains will be destroyed…so will the goddess' destiny.

A child was born with eyes of ocean. Sweet nectar seemed to flow as her cry rang first time. Dark blue eyes with an aquamarine tint seem to glimmer with joy.

Her mother clasped her mouth crying the tears of joy as her father held her small wrist wondering what had he done so good in life to be blessed with such an angel.

Her brown hair in small wavy curls seem to be flowing with wind, soft breeze caressing her with utmost affection.

The oblivion which was roaring with thunder seem to bow down to her, calming the catastrophic rain.

The one to command powers of life and death was born as a werewolf...a mortal herself which was an irony.

Goddess Selene watched the child from skies as the new soul was welcomed among her wolves, that little girl was a Luna...a powerful aura that seemed vague right now would bend the world one day.

“Goddess S-Selene u-underworld has gone calm, it's g-glowing... radiating like heaven.” a messenger informed with his eyes blown wide, he couldn't believe what he saw.

Radiating like heaven?....the cold place was the representation of King Hades, his emotions changed the weather....it can't be happening.

The goddess again looked at the girl in disbelief, she sure was a Luna, realization hit her as tons of bricks.....not any Luna, she was King Hades' Queen.

The moon goddess eyes widened as she saw the formation of a strong golden fiber of love and a bond being woven in air- the strongest to ever been formed. It shined brightly like glimmering pearls beaded together.

So she did what was best for her, the sharp moon dagger aimed above from her dainty fingers ripped the fiber before it could intertwine completely.

She twirled her fingers, selecting the most corrupted of thread- red which represented the wolves fated to be mateless and attached it with one ripped piece- the girl's soul.