Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213: 213. Samhain --Final.

They had fought and failed.

There were four bullets in either of Soren’s shoulders. Three in Jericho’s spine, and it took four guards to drag his unconscious body back into the dungeons of the Council of Wolves three hours ago. They had aimed for Mercer’s legs, because they somehow knew that so long as he was standing, they wouldn’t survive him. And for Quinlan, they had placed a muzzle made of silver over his head.

Because even if they had emptied as many bullets as they could into his body, he’d just used his fangs to tear out their throats.

They were bound to the ground with chains of silver and ash around their ankles and their wrists.

But they weren’t the only ones who had been taken. Two cells over, Kisten and Ryder were in just as terrible shapes, snarling at every guard who passed by. Bastian, though, hadn’t moved an inch, staring intently at their mutual silver cages.

Conveniently, Margaret Hunt had escaped the Queen’s clutches tonight, even if she had led the charge. Soren’s theory was that she had ditched her sons when it got inconvenient. It would explain their surly expressions.

Either way, they were all to be tried in the morning in front of the Council of Wolves first, for first degree murder, amongst other things, before tried before the General Council made up of the oldest Wolves and the oldest Lycans that existed.

Yet, they all had one common thought.

Who had Maisie, and where?

Neither of them had been able to feel the bond since she disappeared. It was still there, but it had gone silent. It scared them and they could only hope the Queen hadn’t done something yet. If she wanted a bargain, she would get one. Whatever she wanted, they were willing to do it, so long as she didn’t hurt Maisie.

Quinlan watched the next guards on shift approach to stand by the bars, the reek of their fear pungent down in these dungeons. It was already midnight, then.

His neck started to itch strangely, the skin were Maisie’s mark on him sat chaffing uncomfortable. He thought about scratching it before he remembered his hands were chained behind him.

The itch grew into a sharp sting and Quinlan gasped when it started to burn like someone had put a torch to his skin. It started from the point of the mark, spreading all over his body like he had been thrown into a pool of liquid flames. And he half-heard the guard’s alarmed shout when he started to convulse.

Then something in his chest began to... cleave.

It wasn’t pain in an ordinary sense. It was absence. A violent, gaping void where the bond had lived inside his chest. No warmth. No pull. No presence. Nothing. The emptiness was suffocating him.

"What the fuck is wrong with him?" A guard asked, but when he heard Soren’s roar of fury, he knew something had gone horribly wrong.

**

Mercer felt it. The severance.

The mark burned hot against his skin and he was barely lucid enough to understand what was happening to him. But he knew that something fundamental had been ripped out of him. His chest felt hollow. Wrong. Like someone had reached inside him and taken a chunk of him.

Maisie, he thought.

**

It was the cold that woke Jericho.

He’d always known cold. Hunger. Emptiness. For most of his life, he hadn’t known anything else. But he could vividly recall the last time he did. It was the first time he held Maisie.

Jericho vaguely noticed his brothers spasming around him. He was disoriented.

Something was wrong. Something was gone. Something was missing. Why was he so damned cold?

***

At the edge of the cliff, Tessa felt it too.

The moment she heard the thud, something ancient and cold brushed against her skin. The air grew heavier than it had already been. The strange coloring in the skies vanished and a deep, rolling thunder cracked without warning, so loud it shook the earth beneath her feet.

Lightning struck the tree further down the slope. It caught sire instantly, flames licking up the trunk even as the first heavy drops of rain began to fall.

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