“Is it about the curse?” Micah asked, turning towards him.
Jason nodded his head. “Yes”.
“Are you going to speak, or am I going to have to force the words out of your lips?” I asked after minutes of silence.
He shakes his head as if clearing his head from a haze.
"Well, remember when your dad and the elders told us about the curse?” he began, and we nodded our heads. “No one really knew about the origin of the curse or why someone would curse us in the first place.”
We again nodded our heads. The only thing we knew was that we had a curse hanging over the pack; that meant not only those living in the pack but anyone that traced their origin to our pack. That includes members who left for whatever reason and any family they might have had.
No one knew who cursed us or why they did it
