#Chapter 79 You're cursed?

Art POV

Interstate Rest Stop

We had covered a third of the distance to Moonglow Pack territory when we reached the most isolated rest stop I had been able to scout out on our route.

"Stop at this rest area. Pull into a parking space. Don't get out."

I knew the men following us worked for John Wright. I wasn't sure what their purpose was other than to annoy me and give me a grating headache as I tried to track them while also keeping up with our itinerary into enemy territory. They didn't appear to be much of a threat, but I was all too aware appearances could be deceiving.

After all, it hadn't been a bulky Alpha who had cursed me and brought me low.

I'd landed in my current circumstances courtesy of a tiny woman.

Magic came in all shapes and sizes. Who knew what the pair behind us were capable of in a match? Plenty of animals fought back the most fiercely when they were cornered which was exactly what I was doing with them.