Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 40

Chapter 40: 40. A Royal Fuck Fest II

Maisie

Jenny shook her head. "It wasn’t the Braxton heirloom and only those within the Braxton family knew that. Beta Braxton was tired of your ’meddling’ and for some reason, everytime he asked Alpha Dante to have you thrown out, Alpha Dante refused. So, he placed him on the spot.

"The Braxtons were all in on it, and that is why they had to remove Regina, the only person who could have identified that Lana was spewing bullshit. The necklace was only an excuse to have the authorization to search your bedroom and discover what the real plot was!"

Her nostrils flared. "Forgive me, but your sister is a real fucking, crazy bitch. Regina told me this morning that while gloating over her engagement, Lana admitted to her that she knew everything and had told one of the artists to the box. All she had to do was leave it behind, and because we were so engrossed in getting you ready, we didn’t notice."

Her voice fell silent. "I am really sorry, May. You almost lost everything because of me and Regina and our crazy plans, and I understand if you never want to speak to us again..."

I wanted to tell her that they were my best friends and I wasn’t mad at them, now that I knew the truth, but I was still reeling from everything she said.

Just when I thought Lana couldn’t shock me anymore, she went and outdid herself. Just how long had she been waiting for the opportunity to use this? Gathering every item in that box? And the wolfsbane?

I thought of Lana and I felt no attachment. I felt nothing.

She had finally broken our relationship and there was no returning from this. Ever.

Jenny looked nervous as she waited on my response, but I don’t get the chance to because the bathroom door came knocking down the very next second, nearly taking Jenny down with it.

She shrieked, frightened, but stopped screaming when she saw it was only Soren and the rest being led in by Regina who looked like she’d run a marathon. Then she sighed wistfully and went all crossed-eye like a love struck puppy.

Soren took one step in my direction. And froze. Canted his head to the side. "Well, this was certainly unexpected."

"What’s happening to her?!" Regina demanded. "Well? Is she going to be fine?!"

She was screaming at the Lycans.

Mercer tossed her an irritated look, grabbed her by her shoulder, lifted her off the ground and set her on her lightly feet outside.

"Hey! Don’t touch her like that—" Jenny was deposited outside too, and the bathroom door was slammed shut.

And I was alone with them. For an entire minute, four pair of eyes studied me curiously. I wondered if they knew how odd it was, crowding the female bathroom like this.

I fidgeted with the hem of my blouse. "Please say something," I pleaded finally, unable to take the silence anymore.

Soren began pacing left and right in front of me. When he spoke, it wasn’t too me. "It’s happening too fast. Why is that?"

"It doesn’t matter why anymore. We won’t be able to hide it much longer," Quinn nodded. "They can smell the change on her. It’s only a matter of time before it gets back to the Queen."

"We have to properly mark—"

Soren, Quinn and Mercer whirled and snarled in Jericho’s face vehemently. "No!"

Jericho pinned them with a cool stare. "You want to save her from their wrath? That’s the only way."

Soren stepped into Jericho’s space, his teeth bared into a snarl. "What you’re suggesting is the surest way to get her killed. Care to remind the class what happened the last time Tessa found another mouth on your cock? Want to guess what she’ll do if we take your suggestion? What she will be permitted to do?"

"We stick to the original plan and do nothing," Mercer said. "But we do have to take care of the current problem. She smells like a ripe fuck."

"Umm..." I finally said, cutting through the argument. "I’m standing right here—"

Soren whirled on Mercer. It was like I wasn’t even standing there anymore. "And let me guess, you would like to do us the honors?" he spat bitterly.

My eyes widened with fear. "T—taste me?"

"But I don’t—oh god—and tasting me is the solution to this?!" My voice pitched higher in wild panic.

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