Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate

Excerpt: In an instant, she became aware of every aspect of him. The raw masculinity he exuded, the strength in his arm, the gentle caress of his lips, the firm grip of his hand, the warmth of his breath, and the tension it caused within her. It was a first for her, to sleep in a man's embrace, and her entire body tingled with the unfamiliar sensation. Her mind held memories that didn't belong to her, yet this connection felt strangely comforting. Despite the impropriety, she found solace in his soothing presence and hesitated to push him away. However, her attempts to free herself were futile, as his arms were like iron, immovable. The thin fabric she wore revealed her creamy thigh against his bronzed, muscular one. Suddenly, she sensed something pressing against her back, and panic washed over her. With a heavy voice, she demanded, "Let go!" Siroos slowly lifted his leg, releasing her waist, allowing her to retreat. He had been aware of her initial stiffness but wanted to observe her reactions. As their gazes met, his molten gold eyes softened, filled with desire. His tousled brown hair framed his face as he gazed at her, entranced by her unique beauty. Her intoxicating scent was tormenting his senses, making him crave to possess her. Instead of acting on those desires, he bent his arm and propped it under his cheek, using it as a pillow, watching her with longing eyes. The silence between them stretched, and Cassandra cleared her throat, breaking the spell. "Why did you have to climb on top of me?" "It wasn't planned, but it was tempting, and I assure you, it won't be the last time," he replied, his deep, mesmerizing voice only intensifying in the early morning light. His words sent shivers down her spine. Synopsis: Asara, the goddess of love, faced her father's wrath - the god of thunder - for falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. Sentenced to a mortal life, she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc, a powerless Princess in the mystical realm of Speldaria. Stripped of her magical abilities and memories, her family and kingdom, save for her sister, rejected her. Even her fiancé, the powerful mage commander, sought a strong ally rather than love. Cassandra's world turned upside down when she received a warrior slave from the Alpha of Dusartine, compelling her to participate in the annual Arena Event. The Arena, a brutal place where life was cheap, filled her with dread. The enigmatic warrior, whose gaze unnerved her and whose presence overwhelmed her senses, added to her confusion. As the event unfolded, hidden motives and secrets unraveled, leaving Cassandra with a crucial decision. Can she break the curse that binds her and regain her magical powers? Who will stand by her side as she navigates this treacherous path? Please show your support for this romance tale with power stones and golden tickets. The book cover is my creation.