Chapter 9

Hazel’s POV

I was surprised the Alpha had agreed to Mama Mia’s suggestion. I had thought he would stand his ground and vehemently refuse. I was even half expecting him to throw me back into the cell.

Everything Mama Mia had told me still left me speechless. The Alpha had a curse. And I was his cure? It sounded unbelievable.

How do I cure a curse? How do I even begin to understand the curse? I am no healer, nor was I born with powers, as far as I knew, but Mama Mia made it sound like I was going to be natural at it.

But I was scared. The Alpha hated me. Hated my kind. I’m sure if I could read his thoughts, I’d cringe at the murderous plans he had for me. I could see it in his eyes; he was ready to kill me and free himself from the burden that comes with having me alive and around.

That control tactic Mama Mia had made mention of—I tried it when he’d been standing his ground against letting me have a shower and a dress, but nothing worked. I thought of hi