A chill stung the four of them as they all stood before the weeping man.
“Did he just f*****g say…?” Brendan began but trailed off as he watched the man try to summon his claws and failed each time.
Suki looked at Brendan with furrowed brows, hoping her glare would encourage him to keep quiet, before stepping towards Zale, who looked utterly lost for words. It wasn’t hard for anyone to guess the thought that was going through his mind. “It can’t be a curse… the pack has done nothing wrong to imbalance or offend nature.”
Rey shook his head. “A curse? Like what happened to Silver Moon?” he questioned. Holding out his hand, he summoned his claws rapidly without any struggle.
When Zale saw that, he did the same and sighed with relief. No, it wasn’t a curse. “Thank the Goddess.”
“Guys,
