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JOHN’S POV
“Three years of my life?” Emily asked, looking taken aback.
“Yes… you’d have to serve me, and make it up to me, while I’ll go around trying to sculpt it back into what it was, and fortify it once more with the mystical powers it possessed. You think it’s that easy? You know all our forefathers went through just to fix this whenever it broke? I’d have to be gone for some time when this is sculpted!” I shouted.
“But John, it was an accident.” She tried to say, but I pushed the book into her arms. She accepted it hastily, and stared at the words written in ancient ink. She shook her head slowly, as if she still didn’t believe it.
“As it is written there, you will be cursed. The Alpha who has watched our pack for generations, and generations will come after you. Believe it’s
