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The curse was no longer a burden but a source of strength, a power harnessed for the greater good. We returned to our kingdom, the curse now a beacon of hope rather than a harbinger of doom. The alliance we had forged stood stronger than ever, ready to face the looming threat with renewed vigor. But as we celebrated our victory, a figure emerged from the shadows—a silhouette familiar yet shrouded in mystery. "Congratulations, Hera," a cold voice echoed. It was an Elder Vampire, his eyes gleaming with malice. "You may have broken the curse, but you've unleashed something far more sinister."

I trailed off, letting her connect the dots. She stared at me, her hands trembling slightly. “But why? Why me? I didn’t ask for any of this. I didn’t even know I was a wolf until—” “Until the curse,” I finished for her. “I know. And I wish I had answers for you, Sofia, but this is bigger than either of us. It’s fate.” Her breath hitched, and she looked away, her gaze distant. “I don’t know if I can do this, Alaric,” she whispered. “I don’t even know who I am anymore.”

He stood up, walking toward me as I backed against the wall. "But they never will. You're cursed, Aveline. Cursed to suffer. And now..." He smiled, and it was the cruelest thing I'd ever seen. "Now we're going to make sure you understand just how worthless you really are." Lily giggled, bouncing excitedly. "Tell her, Desmond. Tell her about her birthday gift." My blood ran cold. "What birthday gift?" "The goddess has finally come to our rescue," Lily said, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. "A deal has been struck with the Crescent Dominion pack; you are to be sold as the Cursed Alpha King's Bride."

Cupping my chin in his palm, he gently raises my head so I will look directly into his eyes. He says, “I have been consulting with a witch. Her name is Helen, and she has told me that your greatest gift is a curse instead. You have been cursed by someone with the gift of Aphrodite and that means every man you come in touch with, wants you. They have no control and eventually become mad with lust if they don’t have you. She has told me of a way that she thinks might be able to help, but you can never be cured. It will only lesser the curse so the men won’t be driven mad, however there may be consequences.”

☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 (Flashback) “What if we were cursed in our past lives always to find each other—just to watch ourselves grow apart? What if we were cursed never to end up together?” Hayden didn’t hesitate. “Then,” he said softly, pressing his forehead to mine. “I’ll break that curse in this lifetime and every lifetime after.” 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

I growled, trying to hide the fear I felt, but then it had melted into the anger that was brewing up in me. “And you're a descendant of the goddess if my witch is to be believed.” He smirked, sitting close to where I was seated. “Okay, and?” "And the only reason they think you to be a curse is because of the magical things that happened at your birth. The world was scared of so much power that you had to be a curse." Caleb sighed, looking really fascinated. "You and your sister were separated, and your mom died. You both should have been killed, but your mother worked something out."

she sighed as she peeked between my legs. Reaching out for him he clasped my hand. “The deity is Elatha. Name her Erissa Finnegani if I don't make it through this,” I muttered through another contraction. “Elatha is a Celtic moon Goddess,” he asserted then nodded with an awkward smile on his face. “You're strong and will get through this, Lyric,” he reassured me as Holly told me to push when the urge came.

She suddenly stop to what she supposed to say about. “Exalted One,” she said, “we all know the myth that was set-aside by the old, and that was the Bloody Moon might be the beginning of the Curse. One thing, no one could stop the Bloody Moon when it neared, so you have only have one way to stop its deadliest pressure to put through the one connected to you by destiny, which is the Luna.”

When I inhabit them, I do that in the early hours of the morning because it’s funny. “ANYWAYS!” Selene shouts. “Yes, sorry Moon Goddess,” I say, sheepishly. “We are here to give you a gift, or a blessing if you will, from the both of us.” “Wait, I thought I was already technically blessed since I’m part of this prophecy? Which, by the way, is bullshit.” “Watch your mouth child! And to answer that question, no you aren’t blessed. You just happened to be born of a werewolf and a hybrid elf/spell caster couple. That doesn’t make you blessed. Danu and I will be blessing you with a sword.”

Being a 'Chosen Mate' to this evil Alpha. "Congratulations, Misses Estelle. We wish many years for you next to your Alpha." The man sitting across from our Gamma declared with a bow of his head. Our Beta and Gamma were just as shocked as I was at Alastar's announcement. The Beta even looked as if his head would explode.