The moon was low in the night sky, its ethereal glow illuminating the secret sanctuary where Aurora and her alphas had taken refuge. As the trio huddled together, a sense of urgency filled the air, the curse's grip tightening around them.

Gabriel's gaze was intense and haunted as he looked at Aurora. "We must act quickly if we are to break this curse before it's too late."

Aurora nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "But how? We still don't know the source of the curse or how to undo it."

Damien's jaw clenched, determination etched into his features. "We have to find the Council of Elders. They hold the...