The Witch And The Alpha
And one phrase repeated over and over.
The sealed beast. I flipped through faster, my heart pounding. More notes, more diagrams, and then, there. A detailed account of a journey to Rauvenhollow. A confrontation with wolves. And a name.
Vaelor Rauvenhollow. My mother had cursed him.
"She cursed an Alpha," I whispered, horrified. "She cursed a wolf."
The notes explained it all. Something dark lived inside Vaelor's bloodline, something ancient and terrible. My mother had tried to seal it, to prevent it from awakening. But she'd been killed before she could complete the work.