The Cursed Wolf
"It is quite a shame. You want me to break a curse on you when I didn't place one on you?"
"Excuse me? I'm confused. You didn't have a curse on me?" Tristan questioned.
"Yes," she replied.
"You didn't place a curse on me? Does that mean I am no longer hated?" He asked.
"No," she replied curtly.
"No, I am no longer hated or no I am still hated, which is it?" He asked for clarification.
"You are still hated by your pack members and still known as the worst werewolf alive," she answered him.
The skin between Tristan brows creased in confusion. "What do you mean moon goddess? You said you didn't place a curse on me yet I am hated? How? Do you mind explaining to me?"
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