Damien's POVThe Founder’s Ball was getting closer.And for the first time in my life...I wasn't looking forward to it.Everyone else seemed excited.Noble families were arriving.The academy was filled with rumours.The council was preparing for one of the most important gatherings of the year.The Ball was supposed to be where wolves found their mates.Where destiny finally revealed the person they were meant to spend their lives with.For most people, it was something to hope for.For me...It was a reminder.A reminder of the curse.A reminder that I was supposed to be perfect, prim and proper.I was supposed to be fake.I hated every fucking second of it, thinking about it alone made me sick to my stomach.I stood alone on the balcony, staring into the darkness.The witch's words returned with brutal clarity.Your father chose you.The curse was transferred to you.He wanted it contained.You may never find your mate.I had spent days trying not to think about it.It hadn't work
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