Chapter 708 – Bond of Lust and Love
Voren was amused by the whole thing.
During the Full Moon Festival, he had wished only for the woman he loved so he had no problem with the moon goddess granting that wish. In fact, it made him happy, a warm satisfaction settling in his chest like embers glowing in a hearth until he realized the full effect of the wishes others had made.
The amusement faded, the warmth cooled when he got roped into it all.
"Alpha Oren, do you dare to challenge the moon goddess? Those wishes must be granted and corrections made for the real mate bond to take effect. If this is not done, it will affect the mate bond when the moon turns crimson," Luna Oriana’s voice echoed through the pack ground.
Some of these Alphas liked manipulation and even at a time like this, they still wanted to bend the rules to thier favor and when it wasn’t working, Alpha Oren’s face contorted with fury and fear, his hands curling into fists at his sides. His mouth opened, then closed, the words dying in his throat.
"Luna Oriana." Voren’s voice cut through the rising panic, overriding all others with the weight of absolute authority.
"Do as the moon goddess instruct."
Oriana stepped back and the shaman took over, her presence commanding, her voice carrying across the pack grounds like thunder rolling over distant hills.
"The moon goddess says that most of you have created messes in your heart that you want her to clean for you, but she won’t."
She paused, taking in the sight of the people around her. Their faces were pale, their hands trembling, their eyes darting from one to another like trapped animals.
"Everyone, put on your blindfolds and by the time you remove them, the rottenness of your hearts shall be exposed."
Shame covered the faces of many, a collective blush of guilt and humiliation. Luna Joyce suddenly spoke up, her voice small and desperate.
"Shaman, is it possible to be excused from all this? I’m no longer interested in the restoration of the mate bond."
A lot of heads bobbed to her request.
If the shaman allowed her off, then they could also be let off the hook. If one person escaped, then surely others could follow. Hope flickered in their eyes, fragile and desperate.
Joyce was afraid. If her wish during the Full Moon was exposed, her husband might reject her even if they turned out to be fated. The thought of it sent ice through her veins, froze the blood in her heart.
"It’s too late for that, Luna Joyce. No one is escaping this. Tonight is not just for the restoration of the mate bond, but also the cleaning of the heart. The level of lust among you youth is extreme and will not be ignored by the moon goddess anymore. She has heard every cry, every plea, every prayer, and every supplication. Now it is time to hear her response."
Ravyn’s expression darkened. He too, had made wishes he wished to take back but now, it was too late. The memories of those wishes surfaced unbidden, shameful and raw. He had wished for things he had no right to want, for people he had no right to claim.
The shaman’s voice continued to dominate the pack grounds with supreme authority.


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