We cannot let this split us."
Steering in front of the herd, Aria's voice was stern as her eyes swept over their tired expressions. Her wrist pulsed weakly, the mark serving as a continual reminder of the curse's still present.
Luca stood at her side as he spoke, his grey eyes calm. These days, survival is just one aspect. About recovering who we are—what this pack represents.
Kel whistled low, his golden eyes narrowing. "Inspiring speech, but I don't think the curse cares about our redemption arc."
"It's not for the curse," Aria said with steady voice. "It is for us."
Tensed but deliberate, the group started getting ready for their next action. The air was dense with expectation; the link pulsed weakly as if pushing them along.
Ryker walked forward, his voice wary. "We need more than just resolution if we are to lift this curse. The scheme is what?'''
