Bitter Truth

DAKOTA

"It's all because of the seal. Everything started with the creation of the seals..."

I wince, my stomach tightening into knots. Although I need to hear about the origin of the seals, it is a very sensitive topic, especially since it is a huge part of Dashiell's life.

"I was separated from my mate because I'm an Impure. Alyssa wasn't like me. She was the prophetess of the werewolves. On the way to the prison cells at the headquarters of The Guild, I was ambushed and subsequently kidnapped," Dashiell begins.

His brows are furrowed, his fist clenched.

A lump forms in my throat as I reach out to place my hand over his. He gives me a small smile, as if to tell me that he's alright.

"It was the longest twelve hours of my life. They drugged me heavily, enough to suppress my magic and render me useless. They were all masked. Therefore, I never got to see their faces. I heard them talk about how they would use my ten fingers to create the seals. Then, they would sell my toes t