Alec
I stared at the pages in the book, but nothing made any sense. For me, it’s nothing but a blur of texts and words that don’t really give me a f*****g idea about what I’m dealing with.
“So we still have nothing?” I asked as I stared at my beta and gamma.
For f*****g years, that stupid curse has been a thorn in my side. My father knew nothing of it, only what his father and the elders told him. The only one who could shed light on it—on what led to it or if there was a way to break it—was my great-grandfather, and he was long dead.
My grandfather said that the curse was placed on us when his father was still Alpha of the pack. Unfortunately, when the curse was placed, he was still a baby, about a year or so old. So, of course, he didn’t really know what went down, who cursed us, or
