Auren’s POV

I wasn’t the one who cursed us. I had never done anything at least not intentionally that would endanger my people or bring harm to my pack.

And yet, as I walked through town the next morning, heading toward the border to check on the patrols, I felt like the devil himself.

Everywhere I turned, my pack stared at me with eyes full of disappointment and disgust. They hated the Fae, yes but they respected the mate bond more. That was the only reason Lorien was still breathing. ...