"Tell us," Nicholas commanded, his Alpha voice ringing through the clearing.
Victoria met his gaze and smiled....sad and bitter and absolutely merciless.
"Look at you," she said quietly. "Pathetic animals who claimed a witch without understanding what you'd done. Who marked her and bound her and completed three bonds thinking it would save you."
"Tell. Us." Sebastian's voice was shaking now.
"Fine." Victoria's power surged again and Nicholas felt the air become too heavy to breathe. "I'll tell you exactly what your precious curse requires. What it's always required. What every version of this curse has demanded since the Moon Goddess first created it."
She paused and let the silence stretch.
"Any unfortunate girl who becomes mated to you will have to carry your curse. Become your sacrificial lamb. She has to DIE for your curse to break."
The words fell into the clearing like stones into still water, sending ripples of shock and disbelief through every wolf present.
