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I asked my head still on his chest as I wondered if his heart will give up more than what his mouth was will to. What could've stopped a proud alpha like him from doing what he wanted to do? “I'm cursed.” He blurted out. For the beat of one to three, I didn't react until his two-word reply sank in. “Sorry, what?” I asked my head snapping up. This has to be some sick joke because how could he cursed? “Yes, I am.” “But… but… how can you be cursed?” I stammered. “You're the Alpha.” “Yes I am. But there's no where it is written that an Alpha can't get cursed.”

I said. "Am I not?" Dante's eyes were not focused. "Three mates dead. Now me. When does it stop, Kiera?" "When I leave!" I said desperately. "I'll leave right now! The curse will follow me away from here!" "Too late," Soren said. "Contract's already signed. You're bound to us now." "Then tear up the contract!" "Doesn't work that way," Soren said. "Werewolf law. A signed mate contract can only be broken by death or completion."

“We have bigger problems. Two more packs have withdrawn their support. They’re saying the corruption proves we can’t maintain control, that the pack is cursed.” “It is cursed,” I said bitterly. “By Marcus’s ambition and whatever dark power he’s made a deal with.” “Then we need to break the curse,” Kael said. “Before it spreads beyond our borders.” I looked down at my hand, watching it heal impossibly fast. The corruption had tried to take root in me, I’d felt it. But my blood had rejected it, burned it away like my body was its own furnace of purification. “I can heal them,” I said. “All of them. But it will take time, and my blood.”

It has been a thousand years now and many third month of the full moon had passed but I was yet to meet the destined one. I opened my eyes which was filled with agony. My heart felt heavy from the burden I had been carrying for thousands of years. I regretted the day I had killed that innocent man thinking he was responsible for the death of my parents. What I didn’t know was the man had been cursed and whoever killed him would be the new host of the curse. Being able to live for thousands of years might be the longing of many wolves but not me as I was tired of repeating the same cycle over and over again.

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.

he added. My heart picked up pace instantly. Ivan and I exchanged a look—quick, uncertain, searching. Because that wasn’t just a statement. That was history. “That’s not just about tradition or preference or politics or pack pride,” Marcus continued, his chest rising and falling more noticeably now, like even saying this out loud cost him something. “It’s because of a curse.” The word landed heavy. Too heavy. “A what?” The word slipped out of me before I could stop it, my voice thin, almost unreal.

"Exactly. Which means someone has been developing these curses for months, long before the attacks began. They were not created in response to your reduced power or as revenge for defeating Lydia. They were created while The Covenant still existed." The implications of that crashed over me like a wave. "You are saying The Covenant was developing anti-Healer Alpha curses before we destroyed them?" "Not just developing, perfecting. This curse is too sophisticated to be a first attempt, it is the result of extensive research and testing. Someone within The Covenant was working on this project for months, maybe years, and they managed to save their research when Montana fell." I felt sick. We ha

I asked her calmly, pulling her into my arms once more. “Because you are still affected by the curse, Marv. You have your wolf and you have your mate by your side as well. But that doesn’t automatically make you immune to the cure. The moon goddess placed that curse in anger, and until we break that curse, you would still be affected by it, just like every other werewolf. It’s only going to be a bit different this time because you have your wolf, and you have me, my love. I would help you pull through, and after a while, I’m sure you would get rid of this feeling of hatred and disgust that you feel for me.

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she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.