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And then the three of them walked to the Carlton mansion, and as soon as the three of them stood before the mansion, Aiyanna and Lucien stopped in their place and stared at the house. “Damn.” Lucien said, “this is surely cursed, there is so much dark energy here. This place can be the cursed spot.” Jayden spoke, “so maybe what Ethan said was indeed true, Flint indeed cursed this place.” Aiyanna said, “but just what kind of curse is it?” Lucien added, “And if that is true then you are surely in danger Jayden, they will come after you, since you are a diara vampire, and what I am thinking is correct then perhaps those spirits already know that you are here.”

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

I feel unhappy and uneasy. 'Does that Alpha have something to do with my parents?' I can't say, because I don't understand the dream at all, but I know it has come to pass an information. 'A curse…' my heart vibrates heavily. 'Am I also cursed?' I asked myself, although I couldn't find an answer, but I believed I am cursed due to so many things I am going through. It looked like I was cursed. If not for the intervention of the Alpha and the revelations, by now I would be in the dungeon. Not just there this time, but to be tortured heavily for something I didn't do.

I let out a short laugh, remembering the first time I found out that Crebreus was mad, I drank wolfsbane to try to put him into a deep sleep. He was NOT happy when he woke up. [Gave ME hell.] Cerberus grunted at me. "Maybe that's why you lost your wolf?" Willa tilted her head, twisting her fingers with an anxious tone. I knew she wanted to help, but Crebreus was cursed. Curses can't be cured. "No...I lost my wolf before that, but I could still get poisoned by wolfsbane." "Ohh..." Willa sighed with such disappointment in her eyes, and I felt my heart ache at her sorrow.

It was surreal, like watching someone else succumb to their destiny. The blood that welled forth wasn't red but a deep, tar-like black. The curse. It seemed to mock every iota of ordinary life, even now. I glanced down, seeing Rykor pinning Yuri to the ground, fists raining down with primal fury. Around me, chaos erupted—voices, cries for help, the pounding of feet. But Rykor’s and Yuri’s struggle was all I could see, a clash between my past and what little future I dreamed of.

Ethan replied impatiently, "Should we have left Mandy and the kid stranded in the middle of nowhere? Besides, we arranged for someone to pick up Heidi. It was just for a short while, so what's the problem?" "Arranged for someone? Just for a short while?" I stood up abruptly, swatting away his hand, my eyes blazing red. "Ethan, do you know that because of your damn 'short while', Heidi, she..." My voice choked, unable to continue the horrifying truth. Ethan frowned impatiently. "What are you trying to say?" "Heidi, she..." I took a deep breath, trembling as I spoke, "She was killed by wolves!" As I said those words, I felt every part of me crumbling, my body ice-cold, and everything went dark

His words were contained with conviction, and I believed him "I'm a cursed wolf, my power is like a double-edged sword so extreme and powerful, yet wildly unpredictable. I can't control when I shifts, I always loose control and unleashing havoc on those around me. The memories of my past victims haunt me, every I closed my eyes,Every full moon, I'm consumed by a fury and always leave behind atrail of bloodshed." I said to him.

With her creased hands folded in her lap, the elder who had raised her voice bowed her head. "You mean to postpone it?" "Until it's time for the pack." With a forceful voice that broke through their unspoken words, I said. "Having no rite is preferable to having a cursed one." For a moment, my only response was the crackle of flames. The elders then slowly nodded their heads in accord, one by one. Elder Vara, the youngest and seventh member of the council, leaned back in his chair from the far end of the crescent.

They spoke of his strength, how he cut through a pack of rogues single-handedly, how even death seemed to follow wherever he went. Elysia listened but said nothing. She didn’t know what he looked like. Only the name. Alaric Varyn. The cursed Alpha. The man whose soldiers had burned her home to ash. The man whose family’s war had ended hers. They said he was cursed, that his touch brought death. That no woman lived to tell of him. But Elysia didn’t care about curses. Curses were her mother’s craft, not hers. What she cared about was vengeance.

“Being a cursed breed does not necessarily mean being born under the crimson moon.” ‘Then what are they?’ Grimm snarls, losing patience like I am. “Cursed breeds are a separate species of shifters. No one knows how they were created, there is nothing in history that explains their origin. Everything about them is designed to destroy. They exist to strip away peace because of their uncontrollable hunger for blood.” “So, like vampires?” Jareth asks. Anya’s eyes flutter from the pain she is enduring. “Except she is not one of them. She is a hybrid.”