Fated To The Alpha's Curse

atic brilliant in the dimness, and her nostrils flared against the scent of forgotten thin

est, and he was so close-too close-but the brooding intensi

im but also warning others to stay back, a promise of danger in ge

ce a little unsteady, What does it

er. He glanced down at the tightly clutched journal in her hands. "Your mother knew abou

hroat went dry. "Forces l

hat. Your family's bloodline is. unique. It's involved with a p

thinking now of those weird dreams lately, the acute senses, the growing sense

" she asked in no lo

fact that can shift the balance of power between werewolves and. others. Your bloodline is joined within

verberated in her mind-the one she had read in her mother's journal

ous. "Stolen by those that would use it to their gain.

a thousand questions swirled

inful inside. "My stepbrother, Yulian," he said finally. "He has been working with rogues, seeking to

rmation he had just dumped into her lap. Liam's stepbrother? Dark forces? It sounded like

she whispered. "I'm just a law student. I don't have

for this," Lia

ou out of this world. She knew the danger, but now

to deny it, something buried deep inside knew that he spoke the truth. She'd felt it now for weeks, the increasing awar

ighter, the knuckles white

lnerable within their depths. "I protect you," he said quietly. "Until we

urned. "And if t

suffocating as he riveted h

out Liam, after all, and was now supposed to entrust him with her life. Terrifying. The alternat

r mother had known all along; she was trying to protect her

ed, voice barely above a whisper

ealer-part of this rare bloodline said to be able to hea

t pounded. _A

thinking that her mother was some sort of ordinary woman. Now, it seemed there were

?" she ask

lied, "Your father.he made a mistak

d. "What kind

ackstone Pack. He gave information to the

implication slammed into her like a punch to the gut. Her f

m spinning. Too much. Too

t of here," she m

her wrist. His grasp wasn't painful, merely firm, and when she lifted her gaze, his e

y: "You can't run from this. You

-to get out of this nightmare-but something in Liam's eyes held her back from moving.

do?" she whispered, wit

n her wrist. "We find the Moonstone," he rep

he curse, the Moonstone, her mother's legacy-all things that seemed insurmountable, yet s

ap her mind around it. "Okay,"

hem, she saw relief. He nodded once and stepped ba

aid softly. "I'll explain

the attic with nothing but the weight of her mother's journal and the

me next would definitely