Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78: 78. Court

Maisie

The world felt distant, like I was watching everything through thick, tinted glass.

Seconds blurred past and it felt like I was wading through what couldn’t have been my reality. I let them lead me down the aisle to the Queen.

I recalled one of the many lessons with Brynn. It was customary for the newly mated to walk down the length of the aisle and pay their respects to the queen.

Her presence felt like being sucked into a black hole and her eyes were blacker than they were green as they fixed on the men behind me.

My... my mates?

The word sounded insane in my head.

My husbands?

No. Absolutely not. That made it sound like we had filed taxes together and argued over who left dishes in the sink. We had skipped several hundred Chapters and gone straight to where the story usually ended. The part right before they lived happily ever after.

I wasn’t nearly delusional enough to believe this was a happily ever after. I was certain I would be on the news tomorrow.

Newly wedded bride murdered husbands, claims she wanted to teach them an important lesson on consent.

"So this is your Choice. A she-wolf of no distinction and no bloodline," the Queen said, breaking me out of my deliciously dark thoughts.

Her tone was neutral, with only a minor inflection of disdain, but the words came down like hammer blows, and the Court fell deathly silent at the sound of it.

I felt Mercer go rigid behind me, while the other three huddled closer confidently in response to her question.

Dark green eyes slid to mine and I couldn’t help the tremor that went through my bones. It wasn’t entirely fear. I hadn’t stopped shivering since the crown was set on my head.

I wasn’t cut out for any of this drama. All I wanted to do was go to school, and now, I was getting examined and dissecting like a lab experiment before the Queen and the sneering royals who stood behind her.

When she held out a hand to me and said, "Very well. Come closer, child," I couldn’t help but flinch.

Satisfaction slithered into her eyes. "Skittish little creature. I promise, I won’t bite."

She punctuated her words with a smile that revealed acutely pointed fangs and I shuddered. How could anyone be so beautiful and so revolting?

Mercer’s finger touched the base of my spine lightly. "She must express her acceptance of you to the Court by kissing your cheeks. This is important, Adams."

I hesitated. What if she slitted my throat?

Quinlan made the decision for me and nudged me forward, very firmly.

The Queen’s fingers were surprisingly warm as they clasped my cheek. But her razor sharp nails dug into my skin as she pulled me closer and stared deeply into my eyes, my soul. The ruby at the center of her crown began to pulse erratically.

I felt a slight buzz at the center of my forehead, like something was trying to claw its way into my mind.

I frowned and blinked, confused as I pushed back at it, feeling it dissolve entirely.

The Queen’s eyes narrowed. "Tell me, what was your mother’s name, girl?"

It was spoken softly, but the answer got forced out of me anyway. "Matilda Adams."

She had a disturbed expression on her face for a split second, and then it was gone like I had imagined it. And then she leaned in and pressed her lips to my right cheek.

It felt like being kissed by death.

"Welcome to my court, Maisie Adams."

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And it struck me then. They really were dying out.

"That is unacceptable and we will not stand for it." He was red-faced and upset. "My daughter has been humiliated, yet again, by your nephew and this mangled cur—"

What did that mean?

Soren jerked forward. "No," he snarled vehemently.

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