218: His Tragic Fate

Kristen’s POV

Where is Alpha Calhoun?

The question keeps popping up and spreading within the pack.

Until I decide I’ve had enough, and so I called for a meeting with the council of elders.

"He's sick, okay!" I burst out, my patience exhausted, tears welling up in my eyes.

"What do you mean, Kristen?" Elder Festus inquires, concern etched across his face.

Taking a deep breath, I begin the painful revelation. "It's a curse. Calhoun is bedridden, reduced to a skeleton. We've been trying to find a way to break it, but it's relentless."

Gregory, the ever present pain in the assinterjects, "A curse? Are you serious? This sounds like nonsense."

"It's the truth," I retort, frustration evident in my voice. "I've been trying to handle things, but it's not easy. The pack needs to know what we're dealing with."

Expressions of shock and disbelief rises through the council of elders.

Gregory scoffs, "A cursed Alpha? You expect us to believe that?"

Elder Adolphus, usually calm, leans forward, "Kris