Kyria
The Lunari curse was a dark lesson etched into the alpha's bloodline for centuries. It was said to be a shadow cast by ancient betrayal, a supernatural sickness that warped the wolf’s mind and body during the full moon, turning even the strongest alphas into beasts.
No one has ever survived the madness past twenty-five years.
I clutched the book tighter as I read an account of Alphas who lost everything: their sanity, even their lives. The curse was cyclical and cruel, strengthening over generations. And Derek. He was the latest victim.
I felt a cold shiver. No wonder he pushes himself so hard, relentlessly. No wonder he pushes me away.
But there was more—hidden deep within the texts was mention of a ritual, an ancient ceremony lost to time, that could calm the curse’s grip, ev
