TRISTAN
What would I like to know…I took a slow breath. How should I explain that I was looking for a way to break a curse that controlled someone…?
“I need information about a curse,” I said carefully. “One that might…merge with a person, it does not really possess the person, it stays inside them but it can take control especially at night and turn the person into something else.”
The record keeper’s expression did not change, but the flicker in her gaze told me she might know something about this and then her eyes slowly drifted closed.
The record keepers were more than just librarians, they were the hidden eyes of the pack, mysterious, ancient, and terrifyingly well informed generations of women who passed knowledge down like sacred relics, locking truths away where no one else co
