Chapter 6: My Next Curse
(Eden’s POV)
The room was filled with murmurs, the soft hum of conversation blending with the occasional clatter of ceramic cups and the shuffle of chairs as workshop attendees quietly moved around.
I sat near the window, letting the beams of the mid-morning sun rest on my face while I sipped my tea.
The therapy workshop for werewolves with emotional trauma had been insightful. For the first time in a long while, I didn’t feel isolated or misunderstood.
Here, the focus was on healing—reminding us that even the strongest could carry internal scars. The instructor, a calm-faced healer from the Thunder Pack, highlighted techniques for managing emotional triggers.
I found the exercises refreshing, particularly the one where we had to visualize putting our b
