King Caerbhall was not a man who particularly believed in the wiles of common sorceresses, but he was not so stupid as to deny that he lived in a world where real powers could change the lives of lycans; after all, his wife was living proof of that.

As a priestess of the ancient religion, Erea had found a way to change the ties that bound humans to their wolves; a way to subdue the animal spirit and bind it indissolubly to man... but not even Erea had managed to break the curse on her son.

“What do you mean ‘he will not be able to conceive’?” the queen asked raising her voice. “Finoa, I came here because the most important lycans of my court recommended you... you shame them all!”

“I sincerely apologize, Your Majesty, but there is nothing I can do,” the woman replied regretfully. “A curse too powerful weighs on the prince, and I fear that my skills are not enough to remove it. But it is also true that they came to me too late, the mating period is almost over... perhaps if they come w