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Opening it revealed not pages of text, but hidden compartments, each holding documents far older than Cassian. Lucien drew out a single folded parchment. The ink had faded, but the memory it carried had not. On it was an old picture, a young girl with black hair, soulless eyes. Cassian looked almost identical to her. A trait he had grown to despise over the years. ‘Weak.’ He said as he sneered at the picture. He slipped the parchment back into its hiding place, closing the compartment with care. ****

Rogues existed for a purpose. They had been dispatched by someone. I couldn't get the question out of my head, were they sent for her or for me? I had adversaries, and I wouldn't be shocked if they had pursued me. However, the Luna, the most recent acquisition, might have given her the same power to automatically turn people into friends or enemies. Being descended from royalty came with a curse. I gripped the slippery blade in my fingers and gritted my teeth. Another body lunged too close, and its keen edge swiftly went down through it.

"Right now. Or we all die here." Rosalie fumbled for her phone with shaking hands, her breath coming in short, terrified bursts. I released him with a snarl and turned toward her, pure thirst driving every movement. She shifted in a desperate blur of fur and speed, fleeing into the safety of the house. Gilbert slammed a powerful fist into my face, the impact forcing me back a step. Blood trickled from my lip, but the pain only fueled the fire. "Control yourself, Levante. The curse is devouring you from the inside!"

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

I'm in a dark large space that resembles a dungeon of some kind, I notice a few bondage contraptions on the wall and a shiver runs down my spine. When the three men finally stand in front of me, I'm able to take a good look at them. They all seem to be Vampires, they glare at me viciously, their stares like flying daggers. Two of them are dressed normally but the third person is wearing a black and red cloak. When the both of them give way for him, only then do I realize that he's carrying a tray of what seems like torture devices. I don't know much about Vampires but I've heard enough to know that they're ruthless.

" I dare to threaten him. "If that makes you take revenge on me and finally decide to come back to me, then you can do whatever you want. Do you want me to do it for you now?" Lanton smiles and stands up straight, starting to shout. "Hey, guys. Actually, I have something important to say. Actually, I'm a Lest- I can only be crazy, because in the next instant I'm already on my feet, covering his mouth with my hand and stopping him from doing the biggest stupid thing he could do at that moment.

he groaned as he felt more pains at the back of his neck and more headache. "What is happening?" He muttered as his eyes began to ache too. Suddenly a mark appeared at the middle of his palm in ancient writings and since he could read ancient writings, he read them and his eyes popped out like an owl, as if they would fall off anytime soon. On his palm was boldly written in ancient writings, 'The cursed wolf'. He looked at Lydia and then at himself and then it dawned on him. Lydia wasn't the one who would break his curse. It was Jade and Lydia was the one to curse him more.

My pack prospered under my leadership, and I expanded our territory through strategic alliances and calculated battles. Yet, despite my successes, the darkness continued to hover around me, waiting to consume me whole. I could feel its presence, a constant companion that I couldn't shake. And I knew that one day, it would either be my downfall or my greatest strength. The villagers still whisper about the Cursed Day, how it marked the beginning of a new era - one of darkness and fear. And I, Roberto Maximus, am the embodiment of that era. The Devil Alpha, feared and respected by all.

Although he may not possess the same overwhelming power as the other male, a distinct aura of strength enveloped him. He patted the nurse's back and swiftly left the room. The nurse, now standing before me, held up an injection. Its liquid was a vivid shade of red, and I recalled my mother mentioning that red often contained herbs used to weaken wolves, rendering them fragile and susceptible, typically employed in times of war.

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.