As Alaric made his way back to the mansion, his mind was clouded with anger and confusion. The unknown message he had received earlier about the Silverclaw family's involvement in Lucy's curse weighed heavily on him. He had hoped to confront Evelyn's family to get answers, but now, everything seemed uncertain. Alaric's steps quickened as his thoughts raced, his aura vibrating with barely contained fury.
His hand clenched the phone in his pocket, knuckles white as he replayed the words in his mind. If this was true, if the Silverclaws were truly behind the curse on Lucy, there would be no stopping him. He'd tear through their family without hesitation. But was this information real, or was someone trying to manipulate him?
