Fated To The Cursed And Cruel Alpha
She began to chant some strange words and I felt my body weak, but it also felt as though we were floating on the air, circling each other.
As she chanted, I felt it—the darkness that had clung to me, the weight of her curse that had buried itself in my soul, began to lift, unraveling thread by thread, like vines being cut from around my spirit. My body felt lighter, the burdens I hadn’t even known I carried slowly melting away. The room around us grew brighter, purifying me.