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The Elder sighed and settled into a chair just beside Zara. “The curse that plagues the Lycan King was never his alone to bear. It was passed through your bloodline, Zara. Your ancestor betrayed the first Lycan King, dooming every ruler that came after him.” Zara’s pulse pounded. “And now I have to fix it?"The Elder nodded gravely. “To break the curse, either you or King Draven has to die."Zara’s throat tightened. “Is there no other way?” The Elder hesitated, then shook her head. A lump formed in Zara’s throat as she looked back at Draven's still form. He had spent his life fighting against this darkness. He had refused to mark her, hoping to spare her from the fate tied to his. But she was the only one who could save him.Her life for his. A future for her pack. A future for him. Zara closed her eyes. She had already been rejected six times. Maybe this had been her fate all along.She reached for the dagger at her belt, her hands steady. Then Kael’s grip tightened

The Elder sighed and settled into a chair just beside Zara. “The curse that plagues the Lycan King was never his alone to bear. It was passed through your bloodline, Zara. Your ancestor betrayed the first Lycan King, dooming every ruler that came after him.” Zara’s pulse pounded. “And now I have to fix it?"The Elder nodded gravely. “To break the curse, either you or King Draven has to die."Zara’s throat tightened. “Is there no other way?” The Elder hesitated, then shook her head. A lump formed in Zara’s throat as she looked back at Draven's still form. He had spent his life fighting against this darkness. He had refused to mark her, hoping to spare her from the fate tied to his. But she was the only one who could save him.Her life for his. A future for her pack. A future for him. Zara closed her eyes. She had already been rejected six times. Maybe this had been her fate all along.She reached for the dagger at her belt, her hands steady. Then Kael’s grip tightened

The Elder sighed and settled into a chair just beside Zara. “The curse that plagues the Lycan King was never his alone to bear. It was passed through your bloodline, Zara. Your ancestor betrayed the first Lycan King, dooming every ruler that came after him.” Zara’s pulse pounded. “And now I have to fix it?"The Elder nodded gravely. “To break the curse, either you or King Draven has to die."Zara’s throat tightened. “Is there no other way?” The Elder hesitated, then shook her head. A lump formed in Zara’s throat as she looked back at Draven's still form. He had spent his life fighting against this darkness. He had refused to mark her, hoping to spare her from the fate tied to his. But she was the only one who could save him.Her life for his. A future for her pack. A future for him. Zara closed her eyes. She had already been rejected six times. Maybe this had been her fate all along.She reached for the dagger at her belt, her hands steady. Then Kael’s grip tightened

Zara closed the book abruptly when she couldn't take it any more. She struggled to keep her emotions in check but her frail heart betrayed her. She kept the book back in place, knowing it was fate that had made her to come across the book. She stormed back into the chamber beneath the Moonstone Pack’s temple, her mind reeling. The icy morning air did little to cool the fire burning inside her. She couldn't get rid of the feeling that Draven had known something—something asides her curse and that was why he had refused to mark her, and it wasn't because neither of them would die if he marked or rejected her. Had he been trying to protect her, or himself? There was an uproar coming from outside of the chamber that those in the temple couldn't ignore. "Where is that noise coming from?!" Zara said to herself. Every thought concerning the prophecy evacuated into thin air, her attention drawing to what was going on outside of the temple. She rushed out to investigate the source of t

"Have you lost your damn mind, Zara?!" Denice screamed at the top of her lungs. She had been awakened rudely that morning by low groans that seemed to be coming from Zara. The deep graons didn't sound lady like and Denice had to quit her sleep to find the source of the endless groans that kept her turning and tossing in bed. She was dumbstruck to find Alpha Kael Draven, the lycan king lying juat next to her on Zara's bed. "What in the world?!!!" She had screamed and humped out of her bed almost running out of the cabin when she bumped into Zara on her way out. "What's the matter with you?" Zara asked, making her way inside the cabin. Denice yanked her by the arm, pulling her roughly. "Don't say a word!" Denice lapped her index finger over her lip as her bulged sockets drifted to where Alpha Draven laid. "I don't know how the hell he got in here, but we have to get out." Denice hot breath flushed against Zara's face. "Calm down, Denice. I brought him in here." Zara revealed ans

Zara's world began to spin. King Draven had just called her by her name; how in earth did he know her name. Scratch that, what was it he had said last before her ears began to ring and her heart began to race faster in her chest?!She didn't think she had heard him right, her wolf was growling so loudly that she found it hard to process a y further words that had emanated from Draven's mouth. And then, the tingling sensation hit her nose, the familiar scent she had always dreaded and wished she would never get the privilege of sensing it again, but here it was, pulling at her heart strings. Zara’s breath hitched, her wolf stirring at the undeniable pull of the bond snapping into place. The air between them hummed with raw power, a connection stronger than anything she had ever felt before. But instead of the rejection she expected, Draven didn’t push her away. He took a step forward, their bodies almost pressing together. She had not expected that in the space of one night, she w