GAVIN'S POVPREPARATION FOR THE JOURNEYThe next few days passed in preparation, yet the feeling of uncertainty never left me. Every step, every conversation, every moment felt like I was moving through a fog, unable to see what lay ahead.Jerry was, as always, efficient and precise. By the time I checked in with him again, he had everything ready for our journey: provisions, travel arrangements, and a few trusted pack members who would accompany us.But the most important piece of this puzzle, Thalia, the witch who could possibly break the curse, remained shrouded in mystery.It was early morning when I finally sat down with my father again, this time in the quiet of the mansion’s library. He was sipping coffee, his face as unreadable as ever. The tension between us had softened, but it was still there, lingering under the surface like an old wound.“Are you sure about this?” my father asked, not looking up from his cup. “This witch… Thalia, she’s not going to be easy to deal with. Y
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