Alpha Dimitri’s POV
I remained perfectly still for several long moments.
No children.
The end of my bloodline.
My jaw tightened and my hands formed fists by my side as I slowly exhaled through my nose. "If my bloodline must end for the curse to die," I said, meeting Circe's gaze, "then so be it."
Something akin to approval flickered across her face before a slow smile spread across her lips. "Good," she murmured. "A bargain with the First Witch cannot be sealed with words alone, Alpha."
Before I could ask what she meant, she stepped forward and reached for me. Her fingers brushed against my hair before she plucked a single black strand from my head.
I frowned but remained silent as she held it up between her fingers.
"Every bargain requires something to be given," she said softly
