Lovena's POV.

I remembered when Killian and I were little. We used to run around the pack, playing like the world belonged to us.

Everyone who saw us would smile and say we looked perfect together, like two halves of the moon’s blessing.

They said we’d grow up to be powerful leaders, fearless and mated. And I believed them.

Even our parents wanted it. The curse wasn’t a concern back then. “If he can’t be with anyone else, he’ll be with Lovena,” they said.

I was the obvious choice. I had the bloodline, the name, the power. Everything!

But then, the strange illness came.

It was strange. It came out...