LET THE SLEEPING DOGS LIE.

It is invisible to other people and I am the only one who can see it with my third eye above my head once I look at my neck in a mirror.

No one can see what I see. Only I, an Alpha, see and notice all these things.

It was said that only my fated mate could see it.

Only then will I know she is the one for me, but I will be her love, failure, and doom.

I will be her death instead of giving her peace and happiness.

I was told by a priest years ago. I could also sense it from the wolf’s stone.

“Gerard, what’s that on your neck?’

I froze. In a daze, I touched my neck and turned to an eight years old Oceana asking me a question with such an innocent look.

‘What did you see in there, love?’ I asked, getting close to her as I held her shoulders.

“Writings. Written in Arabic, Gerard.’ her blue eyes glowed. “It means “Curse” Gerard. Why will you have that on your neck? Isn’t it a bad omen, Gerard?’

What a cute child.

My eyes welled up as I hugged her and kissed her forehead.

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