Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Three

There was something different about the way he looked at me the way he regarded me. I saw it in the way his body tensed the moment I stepped inside. He saw me as a threat, and it took a moment to understand why. Cynthia had taken my form when she approached him, making him believe it was me. The moment his guard dropped, she struck.

But what he remembered was me stabbing him-my face, my hands, delivering the blow.

"Alexander," I whispered, unable to say anything more. He only stared at me, as if trying to read me. I had wanted to see him so badly, but I hadn't stopped for even a moment to think about what I would say to him when we met.

"The Cursed Weapon-how did you find it?" he asked.

"I don't understand."

you

to take away one's wolf. It made more sense now, what Cynthia was saying. She told me she knew how to heal him, but he would lose his wolf in the process. She hadn't tried

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would be furious; perhaps he would go face Cynthia on his own. But I couldn't. I couldn't because a part of me knew she hadn't told me the story about how she burned her village to the ground simply because she was in the mood to tell stories about her past. I could finally see the hidden threat behind her words one I hadn't noticed before. A threat against the whole pack. That was why she told me that story; she

never meant to hurt you; I only did it to help you. You were dying; you needed help, and

wasn't the only reason you did it. You said it to

I would never hurt you-you know that.

don't doubt your love for me, Kaida," he said, rising from the bed with some difficulty. He walked up to me, placing a hand on my cheek. "I know you love me, and I'd be a fool to deny

no words came forth. I had no idea what Cynthia had told

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