Chapter 10 The aged woman

The air was electric with tension as we entered Luna's den, the ancient book clutched in Ethan's hands. "Luna, we've made a discovery," Ethan said, his voice low and urgent.

Luna looked up from her seat, her eyes narrowing. "What is it?"

I stepped forward, my heart pounding. "We've found evidence of an ancient curse, one that's been hidden for generations."

Luna's expression turned grave. "Show me."

Ethan handed her the book, and she began to scan the pages, her eyes scanning the cryptic writings. As she read, her face grew pale, and her eyes widened in shock.

"This can't be," she whispered. "The Curse of the Moon Goddess... it's a legend, a myth."

I shook my head. "We've seen the evidence, Luna. It's real. And I think it's connected to the rogue wolf's attacks."

Luna's eyes locked onto mine, a fierce determination burning in their depths. "Then we need to uncover the truth behind the curse. And fast, before it's too late."

Luna's words hung in the air, a sense of urgency settling over us. "We need to uncover the truth behind the curse," she repeated. "And fast, before it's too late."

Ethan nodded, his eyes locked onto mine. "We'll start by researching the Curse of the Moon Goddess. See if we can find any clues about how to break it."

I nodded, my mind already racing with possibilities. "I'll start searching through the pack's archives, see if I can find any mention of the curse."

Luna's eyes narrowed. "Be careful, Ava. We don't know what we're up against."

I nodded, a shiver running down my spine. "I will. I promise."

With that, we set to work, determined to uncover the truth behind the curse and put an end to the rogue wolf's attacks once and for all.

As we delved deeper into our research, the hours passed in a blur. We scoured the archives, searched ancient texts, and consulted with the pack's elders. And then, finally, we stumbled upon a cryptic passage that made our hearts race:

"To break the curse, find the heart of the moon..."

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Ethan's eyes locked onto mine, excitement burning in their depths. "The heart of the moon... what do you think it means?"

I shook my head, my mind racing with possibilities. "I'm not sure, but I think it's a metaphor. Maybe it's a powerful artifact or a sacred place."

Luna's eyes narrowed. "Or maybe it's a person. Someone who holds the key to breaking the curse."

I gasped, a sudden realization hitting me. "The Moon Goddess's descendant! The one we've been searching for."

Ethan's eyes widened. "You think they're the heart of the moon?"

I nodded, my heart racing with excitement. "It makes sense. They're the only one who can help us break the curse."

Luna's face set in determination. "Then we need to find them. Fast."

With that, our search took on a new urgency. We scoured the land, following every lead, every hint, every rumor. And finally, after what felt like an eternity, we found a trace......

We tracked the descendant to a small village on the outskirts of our territory. As we entered the village, I could feel the weight of history bearing down on us. This was it – our last hope.

We found the descendant in a small cottage on the edge of the village. She was an old woman, her hair gray and her eyes wise. But there was something in her eyes that gave me hope – a spark of recognition, a glimmer of understanding.

"Who are you?" she asked, her voice low and gentle.

Luna stepped forward, her eyes locked onto the old woman's. "We're from the pack. We've been searching for you."

The old woman's eyes narrowed. "I know why you've come. You want to break the curse."

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yes. We need your help."

The old woman sighed, her eyes clouding over. "I've been waiting for you. I've been waiting a long time."

She beckoned us inside, and we followed her into the cottage. The air was thick with the scent of herbs and smoke, and I could feel the weight of history bearing down on us.

"Tell us," Luna said, her voice urgent. "How do we break the curse?"

The old woman's eyes locked onto mine, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my veins. "You need to perform a ritual," she said. "A ritual to appease the Moon Goddess."

My heart raced as she outlined the steps we needed to take. It was a dangerous ritual, one that could go wrong in so many ways. But we had no choice – we had to try.

With the old woman's guidance, we set out to gather the materials we needed. We searched far and wide, collecting herbs and stones and other treasures. And finally, we were ready.

The ritual took place under the light of the full moon. We stood in a circle, our eyes locked onto each other, and we began to chant. The words were ancient, the language long forgotten. But we spoke them with conviction, with passion.

And as we spoke, I felt the curse begin to lift. I felt the weight of history bearing down on us, felt the Moon Goddess's power coursing through our veins.

We finished the ritual, our voices fading into the night. And as we stood there, panting and exhausted, I knew that we had done it. We had broken the curse.

But as we turned to leave, I saw something that made my heart skip a beat. A figure watching us from the shadows, a figure with eyes that glowed like the moon.

The figure stepped forward, its eyes fixed on me. I felt a shiver run down my spine as it spoke in a low, husky voice. "The curse may be broken, but the true test has only just begun." And with that, the figure vanished into thin air, leaving us with more