Her Cold Revenge

Cursed: The Rejected Son

Akira’s POV.

I stood outside my father's chambers, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew something was off the minute the alpha summoned me.

The alpha's summons had come unexpectedly, even though I had expected it, and I knew that this meeting would not be the one I would love to be in. I took a deep breath and entered, my head held high and my gaze meeting my father’s.

"Akira, my son," he began, his voice firm, but I could sense the disappointment in his voice as he spoke. "You know why I've called you here today."

I nodded, my throat suddenly feeling tight and dry. I knew exactly why.

"Akira, you are my oldest son, but you cannot be the next alpha," he stated, going straight to the point, his voice in a matter-of-fact tone. "The curse that was placed on you makes you incapable of leading our pack."

I felt the tears well up in my eyes, but I refused to let the tears fall. I had known this day would come, but it didn't make it any easier. Even after days of trying to mentally prepare myself, nothing made my situation any better.

"But, Father," I protested, my voice barely above a whisper. "I am your son. I have the right to"

"No, Akira," he interrupted, his voice firm and leaving no room for argument. The throne will go to your brother, Kaito. He is strong, capable, and most importantly, he is not cursed."

My whole body went numb with pain. Kaito, my younger brother, who had always hated me, would now be the one to take our father's place. This was the worst insult I have ever faced till date.

"You will step aside, Akira," my father commanded, his eyes hiding an unreadable expression. "For the good of the pack."

I nodded, feeling the weight of my curse crashing down on me. I knew I had no choice but to accept my fate. I had to step aside and let my brother, my junior brother, lead the pack, and I got the position of beta.

As I left my father's chambers, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for me now. Would I be forever stuck living in the shadows of my junior brother, a constant reminder of the curse that had ruined my life? A curse I did not ask for? I had no idea why it was placed on me.

The pain and anger rose within me, waiting for the day when I would finally break free from such a life and find my own path.

I walked away from my father's chambers, the weight of his words crushing me. I felt like I was drowning in sorrow and misery. My whole life was falling apart in front of my very own eyes, and there was nothing I could do about it.

As I turned around a corner, I saw Kaito, my brother, smirking at me from across the room. His eyes were shining with evil intent, and I knew he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He must have eavesdropped on my conversation with our father, and now he is here to add salt to my injury.

"Well, well, well," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "Look what we have here. The cursed son was rejected by his own father. Oh, oh my, what a pity.” He mocked me.

I felt tears well up in my eyes, but I refused to let the tears fall. I wouldn't give Kaito the satisfaction of seeing me shed even a single drop of tears.

"You're not even worthy of being an alpha," he taunted, his words dripping with venom. "You're a freak, Akira. A curse to our pack. And what happens to cursed wolves? They are sent to the shadows, and you have been sent to my shadow.”

I clenched my fists so hard that my knuckles turned white, trying to keep my anger in check. But Kaito's insults were too deep and direct for me to ignore, and I could not help but wonder if he was right. Was I truly a curse to our pack? Will I be forever seen only as his beta? The cursed son of the alpha?

"You'll never find a mate, Akira," he continued, his voice dripping with venom. "No one wants a cursed son like you. You're better off alone. No one wants to give birth to a cursed pup because the father is cursed.”

The pain and anger simmered within me, threatening to consume me. I knew I had to get out of there before I lost control. I turned and walked away, leaving Kaito's mocking laughter behind. I knew I could not break, especially not in front of him.

As I walked away, I couldn't help but wonder if I would ever find a way to break this curse and prove myself and my worth to my pack and my father. Or if I were forever trapped in this life of rejection and pain.

But something in me told me to not give up just yet; I had to find a way to break the curse and be free.

“You have to go out and find a way to break the curse; if you keep wallowing in self-pity and misery, your brother will take the throne, and you will be nothing more than a writing on the wall, a writing that says LOL. You get a grip on yourself, prove your worth to your father, break the curse, and become free of this guilt and heavy burden that your ancestors have placed on you.” The voice in my head snapped at me.

I shushed my wolf; he was right, but I was too blinded by pain and anger for me to even think straight.

“I know how you can break your curse.” A voice said, I turned, and there was nothing.

“Who is that?”