Bella's POVI was standing in front of the Lycan King in a temple and my heart was beating so loud I was genuinely convinced he could hear it.We had moved out of the healers' room and the healer had done most of the talking, explaining what had happened with the ritual, what the circle mark on my palm meant, what came next. I had stood there and listened and tried to keep my face from doing anything embarrassing while she laid it all out.Once every fourteen days I would need to give the King my blood.That was it. That was my life now apparently. The healer had said it plainly, no softening, no buildup, my blood, drawn at the correct interval, would suppress the curse and over time work toward curing it completely. How long that would take she couldn't say with certainty. What the curse actually was she had explained in terms I only half followed. What I understood clearly was this, I had walked into that room, my blood had touched that altar, and something had locked into place tha
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