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Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43: 43. Scheming

"No."

It was the first time I had ever said no. It was also the first time I stood before Alpha Dante and could withstand the full Alpha aura rolling off him.

Even when his aura lashed through the room in a show of power that any other werewolf would have balked from and curved their shoulders inward, I found that all it only felt like a minor disturbance in my subconscious.

It made me feel strong.

But the thing was, Alpha Dante seemed pleased by this display. He smiled again. "You’re well aware of the implications of refusing a matebond, are you not?"

I stiffened, all the warmth and color draining from my face.

I felt a small touch by my left, and Soren’s voice curled with displeasure around the living room. "You do not threaten one of ours in our home, Dante."

Alpha Dante laughed. "One of yours? How is that, Your Highness, if she is a wolf? By the laws enforced by the Queen and those before her, Maisie Adams still answers to the Council of Wolves. Even you cannot contest that."

My gaze turned to Soren. His expression was void of emotion as he seemed to engage in a silent battle with Dante.

After a moment, Soren inclined his head to the left. "She will require some time to think about it. I’d highly suggest you placed your plans on hold until then."

Anger and frustration tightened my throat. "I have nothing to think about—"

But Alpha Dante smiled at Soren, pleased with his answer. "A perfect choice, Your Highness." His devious green eyes landed on mine. "But I must inform you that if you refuse, I will be left with no choice but to petition the Queen, which I am quite sure you do not want."

My blood began boiling.

Alpha Dante was playing a dangerous game of chess with my life.

Because he was an Alpha, the petition would surely reach the Queen’s council in no time. And I would be punished for refusing to be mated and marked by the bastard who had rejected me in the first place.

My vision hazed red and a thirst filled my mouth. It tasted like hate and bloodthirst.

"Cole doesn’t even want me," I gritted out. "And I don’t want him, either. He rejected me. You can’t do this."

Alpha Dante’s eyes crinkled. "Can’t I?"

He stepped past me and my body trembled from the sheer restraint it took not to claw his eyes out. His car was barely out of the driveway before I whirled, eyes stinging as I stared at Soren. "You said I was under your protection."

Soren’s eyes were so cold, my skin felt like it had been frostbitten.

"You said he wouldn’t be able to lay claim to me," I rasped. "And neither would Cole. You promised. Don’t make me go back there."

My voice cracked on the last sentence.

Soren’s eyes tracked the tears welling in my eyes, then the coolness in his facade fractured down the middle. He let out an insufferable sigh as he walked down to the couch and dropped down on it. "Relax, Adams. Another thing you’ll learn with us is... there is always a bigger picture."

His eyes were lazy on mine. Something about the way he said it tickled at my subconscious. Like he was trying to convey something else.

But Mercer continued, "We assume Dante’s sudden change of heart has something to do with the fact that the entirety of Ashbourne now knows you are changing. He’s been trying for years for a chair on the Queen’s Council and Court. Having a full bred Lycan daughter-in-law gives him a political edge and an advantage over other packs."

"What advantage? Not sure if you’ve noticed, but I don’t exactly have lands or wealth to offer—"

Quinlan made a sound in his throat and his ice blue eyes pierced mine. "Do you know what transitioned Lycans are said to have in common with hybrids, Adams?"

I shook my head.

"Fertility."

My eyes widened, and my legs buckled. "What?!"

Chapter 43. Scheming 1

Chapter 43. Scheming 2

I mean, it wasn’t like there was a possibility was going die in weeks. "And Alpha Dante’s ultimatum? I know him. He doesn’t bluff."

I had seen all the different ways he got his way—by hook or by crook—while living in that house and I had made a mental note never to get on his bad side.

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