Chapter 3. The Curse

Thorne POV

My heart skipped a bit as soon as my eyes met hers.

Towering over the petite woman who stood before me, her brown eyes glinting with fear as her shoulders sagged and she shuddered, retracting her step with every step that I took towards her.

The maids trotted out of the room with their heads lowered, leaving me with a dark brown-haired woman who looked more like she could crumble to the ground any moment now.

Staring intently at her while studying her with eyes devoid of emotion, I was beginning to doubt if she was a powerful Lycan like I was told. The more I stared at her, the more I noticed that she wasn’t special in any way.

Lycans were known to have this powerful aura around them, and that was the major reason I hated their guts! But as for her, she looked timid and scared, and I was about to send her back to the dungeon when my gaze landed on the inked inscription around her wrist that read ‘Tierra’, meaning earth in Spanish.