Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4: 4. The Plan

I came back to myself slowly, noticing the ceiling first, then the narrow walls of the tiny room, then the thin mattress beneath me.

I was in my bedroom.

Someone had brought me home. Regina, probably. Or Jenny. I had a vague memory of hands and panicked voices whispering my name over and over, telling me that I would be alright.

But I wouldn’t be.

My chest felt empty and I dissolved into panicked sobs, clawing at my shirt, my chest.

The door to my bedroom suddenly swung open and Luna Kaida walked in, her silky green gown trailing behind her.

In spite of the pain radiating from my chest, I fell out of bed and lowered into a trembling bow. Once, Luna Kaida had struck a maid unconscious for looking her in the eye while she spoke.

"Lift your head, girl," she said coldly.

Hesitantly, I obeyed.

Her sharp hazel eyes ran across the length of the small space, her small button nose scrunching up with disgust. "Dreadful." Her eyes finally focused on me. "Cole tells me he’s rejected the wretched bond between you two. How unfortunate that it was you. We had hoped it would be Lana."

She pauses, her lips tugging into that sheer that is so like Cole. "Your friend, Regina, made quite the scene trying to plead your case by threatening to burn my son to ashes if anything happened to you. And as you know, Beta Braxton does not suffer his daughter any kind of distress. Know that it is only because of his intervention that you are not being banished from the Night Shade today for your lies and pretense, wretched runt."

Her last words struck like thunder and I flinched.

"To think you leeched off of us, knowing the stain you’ve brought upon us with your inability to even summon your wolf. A pack is only as strong as its weakest link, and now, the entire Ashbourne knows our weakest link is a miserable miscreant like you."

I pressed my back teeth together. Don’t speak, I reminded myself.

She lifted her chin, nostrils flaring. "However, it is undeniable that an Alpha needs his true mate to come to his full strength. Proximity alone amplifies both wolves. Separation will weaken the bond and its benefits." A pause. "For Cole’s sake, you will remain here. With him."

My head snapped up. "W-what?"

She struck me so hard, I lost my balance. Blood flooded my mouth before the pain had even fully registered. I stood there for a second with my cheek against the plaster, ears ringing, tasting copper.

"I did not ask you to speak," Luna Kaid said.

I met her eyes, fists clenching hard as I tried to reeled it back in–the rage, the urge to scream and pull out all her hair. This wasn’t a fight I could ever win, so I lowered my gaze once more.

"I hear that the pain of a broken bond may be dulled by distance. By moving continents apart if necessary." She stepped closer and I caught a whiff of her floral scent. "Do not get that idea into your head, Maisie Adams. You are forbidden from leaving the Night Shade Pack. You will not leave this town. You will remain here, even if the pain kills you. And maybe then, the Goddess will give him a better choice of a mate."

***

That night, I awoke with a sharp cry.

My stomach and ribs were on fire. I fell out of bed, crawling for the door.

The pain was extraordinary. Not like the rejection. This was specific and savage, a carved-out, burning thing that radiated from the centre of my chest outward, moving through my ribs and down into my stomach and I pressed myself against the floor and tried to breathe through it.

It didn’t help.

A scream tore out of me and I knew what was happening.

Cole was having sex with Lana and the bond was punishing me for it.

My skin began to burn. I raised my shirt and glanced down to find my entire torso covered in bruises. Purple, black and blue, down to my abdomen, and as the pain worsened, more and more appeared.

The pain was no longer just internal. It was external, too.

I felt like I was dying.

***

I skipped school that day. And the day after that. And then, I tried to learn to deal with the pain.

But it happened erratically. Cole was having sex more times a day than a bunny.

Sometimes it hurt so bad, I screamed into my pillows and passed out. Other times, I was working when it happened and retched all over the floors. By the sixth day, I was so miserable, I wondered if death would be an easy way out.

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