Novel & Cerita Curse Users Jjk

John "Will you still be so certain that you made the right decision when she falters, and she will falter?"Beneath my skin, my wolf growled, but I maintained a neutral expression."Yes." I spoke in a measured tone. "Leave Rebecca out of your mouth," I said in a cutting tone this time. She is the Luna of this group, even if you don't like her. My Luna, I'll make you regret being here if you don't treat her with the respect that her title demands.

he said, “I cannot claim you, Seraphine Vale. You are… cursed. I reject you.” Instantly, I felt a dagger slice through my chest. The first curse ignited instantly. I opened my mouth and tried to scream, to demand justice, but no sound came. Kaleen’s rejection had stolen my voice. My mother, standing behind me, noticed my voice was gone. “Kaleen! You cannot do this! my mother cried, her voice ringing through the hall. “You cannot destroy her; your rejection has already taken her voice.” “I don't care; I choose my own fate,” Kaleen said. He turned his back on me, leaving a silence so thick it felt like death.

Practically gift-wrapping herself and sliding across the table. I’d tolerated it. Entertained it, even. But I always knew. She wasn’t it. And Zey? Zey has never liked her. Not once. Not even a little. Still… Crescent Creek is our closest neighboring pack. Small — dangerously small — but they produce warriors that fight like demons. We need them. Which is exactly why this moment could not possibly be worse. Karissa slides up beside me like a snake finding warm stone, her manicured hand settling lightly on my arm.

he asked, his tone icy. "You're nothing but a traitor!" another voice called out from the crowd. The venom in the words was palpable, and I could feel the anger and resentment emanating from the others around me. I felt hopeless, like there was no way to repair the damage done. All eyes turned to the speaker, and I saw that it was Lucas, the omega. He was usually a kind and gentle person, but now his expression was fierce, his eyes narrowed in accusation. Daniel looked back at me with a smug grin, as if he'd been proven right. "You heard him," he said, gloating. "Even Lucas thinks you're a traitor. There's no coming back from that."

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

It wasn't like I hadn't tried telling my family about the curse. A month ago, the pack witch, Alina Lopez, told me that the curse was extremely deadly, with no way of lifting it. I would be coughing up blood and dying in a month. The first thing I did was to return home to see my family. As soon as I walked in, I saw my older brother, Kent Greene, happily holding up a beautiful new dress against Natali Fisher. "Dad, Mom, look at the dress Kent bought for me—isn't it beautiful?" Natali twirled around with the dress and looked over to Mom and Dad.

She’d probably be out for blood just like the rest of them. I cleared my throat and dropped back into my seat. Maximus was grinning like a damn fox. “So…” He dragged the word out, eyes gleaming. “How was the heat? Heard you didn’t find any condoms.” Jack choked violently on his food, coughing and wheezing like an old engine. He glared at Maximus, who was already snorting behind his hand, barely hiding the laughter. Then Jack slammed both hands down on the table with a resounding thud. His face was thunder. “That heat you’re talking about? None of your business. That’s my baby girl, you shit.”

I wasn’t someone to be trifled with. Shortly after, Jason walked into the room, and paused when he saw the little girl. The girl waved at him, and he pinched her cheeks in greeting. “Hey, beautiful,” he cooed and the girl covered her mouth, laughing into her palm. I scrunched up my nose in distaste, and when Jason looked at me, he burst out laughing. "Karma is really a bitch, isn’t it?" he said, chuckling. I glared at him. "What are you talking about?"

The voice beside me broke my thoughts. I turned my head slowly. Victor’s uncle stood there a few feet away from me. JJ. The man looked exactly the same as always. Calm expression, hands resting behind his back like he was simply observing the weather instead of standing in front of the remains of the most powerful council in the supernatural world. I swallowed hard. “He can’t be dead… right?” I asked. The words came out weaker than I expected. JJ didn’t hesitate. “He is dead, wolf king.”