Chapter Three Hundred-Fifty-Eight – She, a curse
If everything had been a curse all along…
The reason for her pack hating wouldn't be farfetched because she's a curse that killed her mother.
In a way, her pack had been right all along. If her mother didn't birth her, she'd not have died.
If her father had known, he'd have accepted that it was meant to be and not attack a Kingdom over it, causing all these to have happened.
"Also, to break the curse, a child should never have child." Quincy looked up as he remembered. "I think something like that, but it's quite hard to do."
"How?" Laurel asked immediately.
How was it hard for one child to decide not to give birth to break the curse? But she realized that it would mean that their generation would end, that's still a curse.
Her grandfather definitely came from a powerful family so stopping the lineage like that wouldn't be considered.
