Cursed
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'The curse will never be broken. It can only be pass upon.' ****** "I Scarlet Hale, Alpha of the of the Bloodmoon Pack. Reject you, Graig Black as my ma-" I didn't know what happened. I didn't even see it coming. And I didn't have a chance to react and process everything that's happening in just matter of seconds when I got pinned into the wall and two sharp, elongated canines sank into my neck where my mark should be. "What mine will always be mine." He said in a low voice so only I could hear. He looked around us, noticing the stares of all the people. "And I, Graig Black, Alpha of the Darkmoon pack. Accept you Scarlet Hale as my mate." He said possessively and loud enough for everyone to hear. I stood there, frozen. Before everything went black.
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I never believed in the stories about Ashwood Hollow-the whispers of wolves that haunted the woods, or the curse that bound their Alpha in chains of blood and moonlight. Until I met him. Henry Blackthorn. Danger wrapped in human skin. A curse hanging over him like a noose, set to claim him on his twenty-first birthday. And somehow, impossibly, fate decided I was his mate. I should have run. I should have pretended I never saw those glowing green eyes in the dark. But every step I take only pulls me closer, even as he warns me his love could destroy me. Because loving Henry means risking everything-my heart, my life, and maybe even my soul. And in Ashwood Hollow, no one escapes the curse.

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