The Werewolf's Immortal Curse

leave my side. Every soul who lunges at me for my wealt

wed me out. There's nothing left of my will.

is finding a mate who wants me, not my f

m. My mate. I let him in, told

rry. There's a price on you

he drives the scal

cold steel, surgical lig

hielded me from a thousand deaths, and this

eath m

erfect way to break

being torn apart, the pain a relentless w

e attempt to fight back agai

es is now a tormentor, prolonging this agon

scream, c

dure, waiting for t

in blurring my vision as

it! My fortune's yours if yo

shredded torso, his touch sendin

my brow, his tears a f

immortality. To live an eternity haunted

augh that's more of a deat

s me to this world and call it penance?

drain my life? This is your twisted version of love? J

I want your immortality, Natalie. I want

my cursed life will save her? You're a fool, Lucian! An i

oung she - wolf, Vanessa. My blood, the life - force that ha

ir gruesome work. "Who is she?" I manage to

fore. "She's the one I was meant to be with. The one I should have

mortal organs into her will work? You're

ou're immortal. I know your body can regenerate.