Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

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As I I entered my office, I spotted Scott immersed in reading books borrowed from the palace library. The weight of the curse bore down heavily on me, and before I could even fully close the door, my strength gave out and I collapsed. "Your Majesty!" Scott's alarmed voice rang out as he swiftly moved to lift me from the floor. "Please, wait here. I'll fetch the doctor immediately," he urged, his brow furrowed with worry as he laid me down on the couch.

I grasped his hand urgently, stopping him in his tracks. "No, not the doctor," I managed to insist, feeling the strain in every word as Scott helped me settle onto the couch.

"Call for the elder," I instructed firmly, my breaths coming in labored gasps. The pain in my chest throbbed with each heartbeat, a stark reminder of the curse that bound me to this immortal existence.

Scott hesitated briefly, torn between obeying my command and his instinct to summon immediate medical aid. His brow furrowed in concern as he stood by my side, weighing the urgency of my request against the practical need for medical attention. "But, Your Majesty, the doctor-" Scott began, his voice laced with worry.

"The elders," I interjected firmly, my urgency palpable as I struggled to regulate my breathing. "It's breaking loose, and we have to do something."

Scott nodded reluctantly, understanding the gravity of

Within moments, footsteps echoed down the corridor as Elder Marcus, a few dy ng those his communicator and spoke into it with a sense of urgency that matched my own. "This is Beta Scott. Summon Elder Marcus to His Majesty's office immediately. It's urgent."

a among those who knew about the curse, arrived at the door.

"What seems to be the trouble, Your Majesty?" Elder Marcus inquired, his voice steady and filled with the weight of centuries of experience.

I managed a strained smile, grateful for his arrival. "It's the curse," I explained, my voice betraying the pain that gripped my chest. "It's worsening. You need to make a more potent spell to keep it inside me, Marcus. I need to know if there's anything we can do." Elder Marcus approached, his eyes narrowing as he examined me with a knowing gaze. "Let me see," he said softly, placing his hands over my chest and closing his eyes in deep concentration. Minutes passed in silence, each one feeling like an eternity as I awaited his assessment. Minutes had passed before he eventually broke the silence. "I'll ask the mages to prepare another set of potions, Your Majesty," he said. "For the mean time, please take some rest. Your body has to be strong for you to be able to hold it inside you for much longer."

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passed before he eventually broke the silence. ll ask the mages to prepare another get or potions, Your Majesty, he said softly, in the meantime, please rest. Your body needs to be strong to contain it for much

Why is

stronger? I can feel it consuming my power," I lamented, my voice strained in pain. Marcus remained silent for a few moments

wedded. Of

you has been drawing power from a source. It's the only explanation for why your body is weakening and struggling to restrain the Leviathan from breaching into our world." "Marcus, I've been intimate since I first learned about it.

the act itself, but rather the person you are sharing it with," he murmured cryptically, his words pregnant with meaning

"That doesn't make sense at

Marcus

engaging in any form of essence exchange. We can't afford for the leviathan to become stronger than it already is," he said before leaving the room to

he watched me intently. I can sense that