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"What do you mean the curse is spreading?" Dawn asked, lazily sprawled across her oversized floating flamingo, one hand dangling in the water.
The afternoon sun was relentless, the kind that baked everything in sight, turning the pool into a shimmering oasis. After my classes ended, I threw my things together and drove straight to the Silver Moon pack.
Talking to my father this morning had left me restless. I needed answers—needed to speak with Gaia, Dawn’s grandmother, again. Maybe she had more details about the chalice’s whereabouts from her vision.
But Gaia was taking a nap when I arrived, and Dawn was already in the water, wearing the tiniest bikini imaginable. She always looked flawless—her golden skin practically glowing, her toned figure built for swimwear.
Since I
