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It always happens whenever I'm scared. "Calm down, Cara, lest you reveal your powers to him," Hana whispers angrily. "If that happens we can kiss this place goodbye because we'll be thrown out as bad bloods." Bad bloods. Otherwise known as the Ruined, or the Cursed. The spoilt apples.

Soren said grimly. "This doesn't make sense," Tarlon said frantically. "Who attacks a Grimshaw Alpha on his own territory?" Pack members were gathering around us, all talking at once. "Has to be the Blackstone pack," someone said. "Or the Council," another voice added. "They've been watching us." "Shut up!" Soren commanded. "All of you, shut up and THINK!" But I could see it in their faces. The fear. The recognition. "It's her," someone whispered. "The curse is real."

I fall to the ground, palms wrapped around my head as I struggle to contain the terror that eats at me. A familiar face comes into view. Kael Storm. All black haired glory, piercing hazel eyes sparking with fury and cold intensity, lean muscular build towering over me as his arm snakes around my waist and pulls me in roughly. The curse. The doom. The marking. The darkness. All of it commingles in powerful waves that become too difficult to bear. More tears free fall down my face, sobs rack my chest, and breathing becomes too much of a luxurious activity for me to handle.

She turned to Vivian, who wore the same type of creepy smile. “What the hell does she mean by that?” my wolf, Amber, asked inside my mind. She was tired of Vivian and Veronica’s constant bullying, but, for my dad’s sake, I had made her promise not to hurt them. “But…” I was sure I’d heard correctly. I had no doubt that Vivian had cried over her mate bond with a cursed wolf. “But nothing, Lila,” Veronica said. “My daughter can’t be mated to a cursed wolf. He doesn’t even have a pack!” Her eyes were wild with fury.

Jamal asked shakily. "Sit down back and stay silent till he finishes" Abu ordered. Jamal slowly sank back into his seat while Forbes continued. "He was cursed by Naja a winter witch because of his mother and my wrongdoings to the witch, he was cursed to be emotionless" Forbes paused, trying not to break down before the council. "We searched endlessly for a cure but could not find one until now, unfortunately the cure happened to be A Sheba, the witch's daughter"

The woman spoke, her voice drenched in finality. It was a mere take, so why did it unravel his insides, filling him with a surge of desperation that was unexplainable to him. "Why can't it be stopped? Isn't there a way they could avert the curse? " he found himself asking. "In each life and whichsoever from they took, Herak's soul would always crave his Ara. He is already darkness, the darkness only need to be triggered, then it will break free, causing endless calamities"

Alaric was busy studying some reports when he sensed someone standing at the door. His face contorted with irritation on seeing Ruby. “What do you want?” He asked in a slightly irritated voice. “Nothing, I just came to congratulate you…” Ruby said walking and sitting opposite him. Alaric’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He tried to recall if there was anything that she should be congratulating him for. When Alaric didn’t reply, Ruby continued, “You found a way to counter that Witch’s curse, right…”

"Haha, ya, you just never make it there." "True, the couch always calls to me." I get up and go into the spare room to get dressed. I walk into a big room with large windows and deep red linens and curtains. I see the suit and shoes on the vanity. There is a painting of a white and back wolf on the wall it's howling at the moon. I am mesmerized by the detail. I turn away and go to grab my shirt when I notice a picture of Link, a guy with raven black hair and blue eyes and the girl. The girl I have been dreaming about. I grab the picture, and it's like I am sucked into a memory of her. All in leather and a sword, she is fighting, but who or what, it's all a blur. "Link! Who is this??"

As a travelling merchant, he used to tell her that caravans rather entered the woods and tried their luck with bandits and wild animals than take a shortcut through those ruins. “I know only a little…something about two brothers. The one named Maxwell was pure and kind and the other one named Boris was filled with hate and vengeance. The story doesn’t end well. Maxwell had gifts. He could see into the future. But Boris…he was a dark magic practitioner. Delving deeper into black magic, he made a deal with a devilish entity that made him both powerful and vicious. He raised a small number of followers and planned a coup. He was discovered by Maxwell who then banished him and his small number o

“If you don’t fall into the darkness, death will await you!” “Death? I don’t even fear death!” My body glows black and a loud explosion destroys the house. The sky darkens and the sun disappears behind the clouds. “You can’t kill me...you’re not...” “Hahahaha...I can...because I’m The Cursed Alpha!” In my hands, a completely black sword is created with only the red handle. I cut the shadow that is in front of me and immediately after I am hit by a strong white light ...pure.