SONYA'S POV
I lock myself in my room for three hours, alternating between crying and rage-pacing.
A curse. A f*****g curse.
Everything makes sense now. The contract. The urgency. The way Reign pushed so hard to have me close. It wasn't about wanting me, it was about survival.
How could I be such an i***t?
Fuck.
My phone buzzes, and I glance down to see it's Derek. Again. He's been calling since Vanessa left, probably heard about what happened through pack gossip.
I answer before I can talk myself out of it.
"Sonya, thank goddess." Derek sounds eased. "Are you okay? I heard Vanessa showed up at Reign's estate and there was a scene."
"News travels fast, huh."
"It's a pack. Of course it does." He goes quiet for a second. "Is it true? About the curse?"
"Apparently." I flop back on m
