Three days later...
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I couldn’t shake the weight of what I was about to do. Ivy had trusted me for so long, and here I was, about to break that trust. But this wasn’t just about me or her anymore—it was about survival. The curse had intertwined our fates, and Kaid Hills, the King himself, had to be involved. No matter how much Ivy hated him or how much he had hurt her, the only way forward was to make him aware of what she was up against.
Jonathan’s visit had set all this in motion. He came with information I couldn’t ignore: there was no way to break the curse. Ivy needed to do it the traditional way, meaning her mate had to mark and mate with her before her birthday, or else she would die. I hadn’t told Ivy about any of it. If she knew, she’d never let me go throug
