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"She's cursed, she's cursed, she's cursed! I felt like I'd gotten the wind sucked out of me, that he had reached in and sucked everything from my insides out. The words cut deep, and a part of me couldn't help but wonder one question: Was it me? Am I cursed to have people around me die under these circumstances that are so mysterious? “She killed Cormac! She doesn’t deserve our alpha.” And then came the mention of Cormac's name, another wave of pain with the utterance of it, for that wound was raw and their words salt in it. The crowd began to chant, a rising cry to make Elwes check again: "Check again! Check again!" they were calling, faces twisted with disgust. Ryker slowly rose, a calm vo

One of the figures dipped a thin, curved obsidian glass dagger into the basin, causing the surface to ripple. My heart pounded. "If you touch me with that—" "You won't be hurt," the figure said coolly. "Unless you are undeserving." The dagger had a dim glimmer. They applied pressure to my palm, allowing the ice to seep into my skin without causing any cuts. The basin's liquid light pulsed once, twice. suddenly exploded with a dazzling brightness. I gave a gasp. Shards of color broke through the darkness. Before my eyes, brief, disorganized images flashed. Under a red moon, wolves howl. Standing on a stone altar was a woman with eyes just like mine. A crown of light. A sea of flames.

I cursed myself internally, lowering my gaze for a second, " Keep your mouth shut." He watched me intently, his gaze never leaving me alone. It felt suffocating under those red eyes, as though he could see through every lie I tried to tell. Yet strangely, despite his intimidating presence, there was no real anger on his face. If anything, he looked entertained. I took a deep breath and looked at him, " I don't understand why you called me your cure. I know that you are cursed. But I have no power or control over it, right? I am just a mere Omega living in this small world."

His wolf was getting out of his hand every passing day . "Stop me from turning to monster , Marcus . Stop me . I don’t want to be demon . Please , stop . …"Marcus heard Fire’s pleading voice in his mind. He felt his hand shivering and heart beat raising , listenibg Fire's plead . The rough voice of Fire was turned to normal calm one . Marcus took deep breathes to control his anxiety , seeing the sudden change , again What is happening to Fire ? Is curse started showing its effect ? If the situation goes on getting more and more severe . Then he wouldn’t be able to control , fire more .

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.

Charlotte's confession. "All my visions are true and I'm sure they are trapped in Sir Gregorio's paintings!" Said Alyssa. "When I touched Sir Gregorio's hidden paintings in the black cabinet, it was like I was going back in time. I saw how the painting sucked them. Even the paintbrushes are hidden in a small box, when I touched the paintbrushes, I saw their frightened faces." "I'm scared of what you're saying, Alyssa." Said Charlotte. Alyssa closed her eyes before speaking again.

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…”

“You can have all of them if you wish, Mr billionaire,” Laura Emerson commented, “you are disgusting, Kenny. You know very well Luke is not into these kinds of.....” she was abruptly interrupted by Kenny, "Don’t worry, I have treats for you too, look behind you," Laura was reluctant to look, but out of curiosity, he took a sneak peek and notice two muscular men scantily dressed with oily, shiny skin. Laura diverted her gaze sharply and uttered “eeww,” under her breath.

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.

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.