HINA'

eir; it would be a miracl

lled a bead between her fingers. Her

a blessing this lowly Omega could never dare ask for

the harsh lines of disdain on E

ed the Sacred Moon Rites before. I fear my unworthy hand might soil the parchmen

n to join Eleanor for the midday meal today to appease his bonded mate's

the rites seemed to delight her, scattering most of her earlier gloom. She signaled

here," Elean

r's eyes, an Omega consort was nothing more than a playt

the flesh. The sharp pain made my hand tremble, but I maintained my grip on the pen, dipped it into th

werewolf's accelerated healing from closing the wound immediately. It proved devotion while sparing unnecessary agony. But

y suited her perfectly. To Eleanor, filth like me needed to be terrified int

icked in, and the blood clotted. Left with no choice, I bit down

f a fragile blossom battered by the rain. My voice trembled perfectly. "My L

already? Eleano

ess is hollow. Otherwise, you would

so consumed by her petty jealousy that s

asured sound of footstep

second before seamlessly switching into

reaching out to help Gideon remove his heavy c

er head maid, Beatrice, sign

onto his hand. She pulled out a handkerchief, daring to reach out and touch the Alpha Heir. Before her fingers even made contact, Beatri

the floor. Seeing my bleeding fingers, my pale face, and my red, tearful eyes-looking entirely