Fated To The Cursed And Cruel Alpha
“You’ve seen it, haven’t you? The anger, the madness. It grows stronger every day, feeding on his soul. Soon, there will be nothing left of the man you know.”
I shook my head, refusing to believe her words. “No, you’re wrong. He’s just… stressed. He’ll be fine.”
“Denial will not save him,” she said,“The hex is an ancient one, it was born to destroy from within. It cannot be undone by willpower alone.”
My heart raced with several thoughts. Was she saying that he couldn’t be healed?
“What do you mean? Who are you!”
The woman didn’t answer. Instead, she reached into her cloak and pulled out a small vial filled with a dark liquid.