NovelOnlineChapter 107: Chapter 107: The Curse
Kieran’s POV~
After bringing her back safely to the room and changing her into dry clothes, | dared not linger there. | knew the
most critical thad already passed, and she would be fine.
With this thought, | walked back to my room in my soaking clothes. | needed to change and take a shower.
After freezing in the stream for hours, my bones had completely frozen. It would not have much impact on
Selene, but for me, it had chilledto the core.
Even my breathing was labored. | am not a werewolf, who has strong healing abilities, nor a witch, who can heal
themselves.
Even | don’t know what | am.
As | reached my room, | headed straight to the shower, stripping off all my clothes and the mask | always wore—
even when | was alone. Letting the warm water run over me, | felt the chill inside my body begin to fade.
| clenched my eyes shut as old memories streamed through my mind. Selene must not rememberas that
skinny boy, malnourished to the point that | had to take deep breaths just to keep up with her when we played.
But still, I never complained. She had been the only joy in my dull life, the little tyrant whose bullying somehow
broughthappiness in a cruel world.
| had spent my entire childhood in the Moonveil Pack. But | was an orphan; | never knew who my parents were.
Being weak from birth, | was despised by the entire pack. It felt like a miracle that | had survived those years
when everyone thought | would die at any moment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSpeople mockedendlessly, saying | was cursed and that the Moon Goddess was punishingfor killing
my own parents by being born. From their sneers and cruel words, | pieced together that, in their eyes, my
parents had died because of me.
No one ever toldthe truth. With the label of "cursed," no one was willing to speak to me...let alone tell me
who | was or where | cfrom.
But I never believed their lies. | told myself it was only their way of bullying me. At least, until the day fate
decided to prove them right.
Because the curse began to show itself—spreading across my face. And for the first time, | wondered if maybe
they were right. Maybe | really was cursed. From the moment that glaring black mark marred my skin, making
play with.
I hid away in a little shed far from the pack, wishing | had died instead of being born. | almost gave up on life, not
even leaving the shed to find food or water. And the pack members who had callednames all my life didn’t
care whether I lived or starved.
After two days without food, when death was slowly wrapping its claws around me, | realized that if | died, no
one would grieve.
But then, just like a beam of light in the darkness, someone cto me.
At first, | thought | had died and met a fairy. She whispered soft words toas | drifted in and out of
consciousness. When | opened my eyes, | saw her there. She smiled atand said gently, "Don’t worry,
everything will be alright."
| felt myself wrapped in warmth, a soothing presence that seeped into my body and touched the cursed mark
that was spreading across my face day by day.
Then | heard her whisper again, "Don’t worry, my child. It will not spread further. | cannot fully heal it now, but |
will find a way."
She cradled my frail body, helpingdrink water and feedingsmall pieces of food. When | was strong
enough to open my eyes fully, | realized that the woman was none other than the Luna, the mother of the little
tyrant who had been my only light.
A broken whimper escaped my lips, and | clung to her, sobbing. Through my tears, | asked, "What have | done to
deserve this curse?"
The Luna stroked my back, her voice gentle as she coaxed me. "There is a reason for everything, my child. Don’t
lose hope. You have fought so hard for this life. Don’t let this curse claim it."
Those words etched themselves deep into my heart. Even now, they remain. | have fought for this life, and I will
never let it slip away because of a curse.
| snapped back from those memories and turned off the shower. Drying myself off, | put on simple loungewear.
As | rubbed my hair with a towel, my gaze fell on the mirror. Half of my face was marked by the black mark of
the curse, stretching from the left side of my forehead down across my cheekbone.
In the past, it had spread rapidly. But after her healing, it stopped, frozen in place. It had never
disappeared...because she is no more.
But | hardly care about this cursed mark anymore. | will never let it define me.
Yet | have always hidden it, because | never want anyone to look atwith that smixture of fear and
disgust again, the way they once looked atlike | was a monster.
| had seen too many eyes filled with that expression in the past. That was when | decided to cover it, to pretend
to live a normal life.
And also because | don’t want Selene to see it. | don’t want to see the disgust in her eyes when she looks at this
curse.
| could endure the curse, the whispers, the loneliness that has carved itself into my bones.
But if Selene ever looks atwith the srevulsion they did, if her eyes mirror their hatred, it will destroy me.
That pain would killfaster than any curse ever could.
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