Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King (Emilia) novel Chapter 101

Maximus’s pov

The door shot open.

And he stepped out.

Damien.

His eyes locked on mine-cold, sharp, and filled with so much hate it could’ve cut through steel. For a heartbeat, neither of us spoke. The morning air sat thick between us, heavy with tension and something darker.

He looked like hell. Hair disheveled, shirt wrinkled, jaw tight like he’d been grinding his teeth all night. But even like that, he still had that same aura —the kind that dared me to take one more step closer.

“What do you want?” he asked, his voice low and dripping with disdain.

I didn’t blink. “Is Emilia here?”

His lips curled into something between a smirk and a snarl. “You think if I knew where she was, I’d tell you?”

I took a step closer. “I don’t have time for your stupid games, Damien.

Where is Emilia?”

He let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. “You’ve got some damn nerves showing your face here.”

I stared back, unflinching.

He moved forward, closing the space between us until could see the faint flicker of his pulse at his throat. “You marked my mate,” he spat.” You really came here looking for her after doing that? You’re not scared I’ll kill you?

My jaw flexed. I wanted to say a thousand things. I wanted to tell him she wasn’t just his.

But I didn’t.

I just looked at him. Cold: Unshaken.

And then I took another step forward.

He instantly blocked the doorway, one hand gripping the frame, his shoulders squared. “This is my property,” he said, his voice rough. “And I decide who the fuck enters. You’re not allowed here.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Get out of my way.”

He scoffed. “Make me.”

The space between us tightened-just inches now. Two wolves, two brothers, two disasters waiting to explode.

Our eyes-same shade of blue, same fury-locked. The silence was thick enough to strangle. I could hear his heartbeat, fast and unsteady.

Mine matched it beat for beat.

For a second, I almost saw the boy he used to be—the brother l’d once trusted with mylife. But that image was gone before it could settle. ALL that was left was anger, pride, and years of betrayal burning between US.

I moved first.

He didn’t expect it. My hand shot out, shoving him hard against the wooden door. The wood rattled from the impact. “My patience,” I hissed, voice rough with restrained fury, “is hanging on a thin line, Damien.”

He snarled and shoved me right back, the force slamming my shoulder into the doorframe. The vibration rattled through my spine.

“Then let it snap,” he spat, eyes blazing. “Now get off my property!”

“Don’t test me,” I growled, stepping forward again. “You’re fucking pissing me off, you don’t-”

I didn’t finish.

Because suddenly something splashed warm and wet across my face.

I froze.

For half a second, my mind couldn’t process it. The smell hit me first-metallic. Sharp. Familiar.

Blood.

Damien’s blood.

His eyes went wide, confusion flickering through them. And then they went dull.

“Damien-”

His body collapsed forward, heavy against me. I caught him instinctively, my arms wrapping around his back. My fingers came away wet-red. Too much red

The echo of gunfire split through the silence.

Once.

Twice.

Then a third shot rang out.

The sound tore through the forest, bouncing off the trees, chasing the birds from their nests.

Everything happened fast and slow all at once. My pulse roared in my ears. My breath came out in harsh, broken gasps.

“Damien!” I barked, lowering him to the ground. His chest was slick with bood, warm but fading fast. His breaths came shallow, eyes fluttering open just enough to meet mine.

He tried to speak, but no words came-just a small cough that brought up more blood.

“Stay with me!” I shouted. “Damien, don’t you dare-

My words cut short when a sound-barely a whisper of movement-came from the trees.

turned my head sharply.

And that’s when I saw them.

A shadow between the trees. A figure standing just far enough to stay hidden by the mist, but not enough to escape my sight.

And then… the eyes.

Green.

Familiar:

Green eyes narrowed to slits. “Don’t fucking say my name. It’s Alpha to you.”

The woman dropped her gaze instantly, head bowing. But her voice didn’t shake when she spoke again. “Please. Stop. Before it’s too late.”

“Too late?” The Alpha tilted her head. “It was too late the night he painted my village red.”

“Please stop this,” the woman begged, voice breaking. “We can still fix this.”

“There’s nothing left to fix.” The Alpha said,

“What is wrong with you?! You killed Doctor Charles-the only man who took you in after your family died! You tried to send Emilia to that witch like a lamb to slaughter! Now Damien-what next? Who else do you haveto murder before you’re satisfied?”

The Alpha moved so fast the air screamed.

Her hand shot out, fingers wrapping around the woman’s throat. She slammed her back against the wall hard enough to crack the wall..

“Everything | did,” she hissed, face inches away, ” did for a reason. You hear me?”

The woman choked, nails scraping at the hand crushing her windpipe.”Doctor Charles was digging too deep,” the Alpha growled. “Trying to break the King’s curse. Trying to save him. I couldn’t let that happen. So Thad to silence him before he ruined my plan.”

She leaned closer, lips brushing the woman’s ear.

“Emilia? She spread her legs for the enemy. I was going to let the witch rip her soul out piece by piece. Because if she died, the King would lose control. His beast would take over. And his own people would put him down like the dog he is.”

Her grip tightened

“And Damien? Wrong place. Wrong blood. Wrong brother. He’s just unlucky.”

She released her. The woman slid down the wall, coughing, gasping, tears cutting clean tracks through the dirt on her cheeks.

“You were supposed to be his mate,” she rasped, voice raw. “The Moon paired you with him for a reason.”

The Alpha threw her head back and laughed. Reat, loud, broken laughter that filled the room like smoke.

“I don’t give two fucks about fate,” she said, wiping her eyes with the heel of her hand. “The man who destroyed everything I loved can’t be my mate. He doesn’t get to touch me. He doesn’t get to breathe the same air as me. He doesn’t get anything except pain. Slow. Endless.

Until he begs for death and I still say no.”

She turned away, walking to the window.

“I’m going to take everything he loves,” she whispered. “Every friend.

Every ally. Every heartbeat he ever cared about, ‘ll strip him bare and leave him screaming in the dark.”

Silence.

Heavy. Suffocating.

The woman on the floor looked up, eyes wide with horror. “You’re evil,” she breathed.

The Alpha smiled, slow and sweet and terrible.

“No, darling,” she said, turning back. Green eyes shining like poison under moonlight. “I’m just returning the favor.”