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"Don't do it," he yelled. "Elara! Stop!" I wanted to, so I gave in to it... gladly letting the darkness take me with it. ****** She was wolfless, powerless, and marked as an outcast. He was born ruthless, powerful — an Alpha feared not just in the packs, but in the underworld where blood and power rule. When Elara discovers her fated mate is the man who destroyed her pack and crushed her world, her life begins to fall apart again. He should be her protector… but to him, she is nothing but a liability he cannot afford. But fate is merciless. They tried to fight it but their bond burns too fiercely to be ignored. Will Elara risk her heart and safety for the mate who ruined

"Your powers are unlike anything this family has produced in three generations. I have seen what you can do when you are pushed. You cleared out an entire wing of soldiers the night the eastern border was breached. You were seventeen years old." "I know what I did," I said. "Then you know what you are capable of." He picked up his fork again. "We are running out of time, Seraphine. Destroying the Ashfords may be the only real chance we have to break this curse completely. The longer it sits on this bloodline, the worse it gets. You know that." I didn't say anything. "Sienna doesn't have much time," he said. "You know that too." The candlelight flickered.

Just as I was about to struggle, those strange lines of text appeared again in front of me. [Wait, what am I even reading? Is this supposed to be a tragic historical romance or something way messier?] [To be fair, the setting did mention that the Aphrodisiac Curse can be cured with a blood transfusion, but the person giving the blood has to die.] [Why not have the villainess do it for our girl? If she dies, she can go back to the modern world anyway.]

Carrying me. His room. His father's old room. He laid me on the bed. "You were my favorite," he whispered, touching my face. I wanted to tell him I'd figured it out. The dress. The taste of tunise still bitter on my tongue. But the darkness was pulling me under. My eyes closed. My heart stopped. Everything went black. Complete and total silence. The seventh bride was gone. The curse had won again. Nero walked to the door and stopped with his hand on the handle.

“River thinks Freddie’s clean of the curse’s mess, says that’s why the bond hits so hard, no interference.” We fall quiet for a minute, letting it sink in, and I watch Freddie sleep, wondering how he fits into this, human or not, male or hiding something, but our wolves don’t care about that, they just know he’s ours. “The curse was specific though,” I say, because I can’t shake it, the words etched in my head from the old stories, “it said we could fall in love with a lady, we would always desire women and never find love, just the chase, the want, without the bond.”

"Luxuria, if you ever need someone to talk to or just... a friend, I'm here. Don’t hesitate to reach out." I managed a nod, though my thoughts were still tangled in the pages of the book. "Thank you, Zendaya." She smiled warmly and stepped out, closing the door behind her with a soft click. The silence that followed was almost a relief. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. Turning back to the table, I pulled out the book and hastily opened the pages. "Should the symptoms persist, it is said that the curse might—" I eagerly flipped to the next page and, to my greatest dismay... It was gone. The page was nowhere to be found.

My heartbeat accelerated as if ignited by him. Behind this passion, I felt an inexplicable sadness and helplessness. Nuu-Chaah, the Moon Goddess, had promised to fulfill my wish and make Giovanni fall in love with me, yet she had given me a curse, a curse from which I could not escape. I didn't know when the curse would end, or even how it would end. Every time I tried to get closer to Giovanni, the unspeakable agony inside me resurfaced, as if to remind me that everything between us was based on a lie.

Praying was a once in a while thing like everyday but not every hour like l was doing today. What IF they give a preposition that says no baby , no girlfriend with baby maybe we can work it out. And that will be his only chance to actually play in the NFL l mean l know l am one in a kind but there's someone who's more perfect than me. And if he believes he will meet her then dear Mary my life has been ruined. "Kira." I am brought back to reality by El shaking me. Looking at my surrounding, l was in the cafeteria and how the hell did l even reach there, and to my left Chris wasn't there his usual seat.

Zebulunia POV The sun filtered through the sheer curtains of my childhood bedroom, casting a soft glow on the white walls. I blinked into the unfamiliar calm, the silence too gentle for the chaos that had happened just the night before. For a second, I didn’t know where I was. Then it all came crashing back. The failed engagement, the unexpected proposal. Damon’s smirk as he knelt before me, I must confess, he's so handsome and interesting but that's not enough, he looks secretly dangerous to me.

Too— Weak. Alpha Derek of Edgeland leans forward, voice cutting. “Maybe if you focused more on finding the source of the curse rather than believing in some prophecy, you’d be able to heal your bloodlines.” The air turns volatile instantly. Gavin’s chair scrapes. “She will come,” he insists, voice shaking with restrained fury. “I don’t think you realize how much I’ve done to try to figure out what the problem is.” Alpha energy begins to press outward, thick and dangerous.