With a tired breath, I take my seat once again and face the elders.
“Have you ever come across anything that might help? Anything at all?” I ask, my voice pleading for a ray of light.
“No. As you were informed, this curse has been there since Alec’s grandfather was the Alpha. We believe that a witch placed the curse on us, but we are not sure why, if that’s the case. With each year that went by, the curse kept sucking the life out of the pack and our members. It’s only recently that things have really gone downhill fast.”
What he says tells me nothing. Absolutely nothing.
It could be a witch. That was the most logical answer. Witches were vindictive creatures. Mess with them, and you'll be paying the price for your stupidity in years to come.
It could be that Alec’s grandfather messed
