All Chapters of Fake Bond of the Lycan Lords : Chapter 171 - Chapter 175

Mitchell POV"If she pleases you, your majesty. You are welcome to take her as your chosen one."The older woman's voice didn't waver.That was the sickening part.I didn't move. Didn't look at the woman standing in the tent entrance. I kept my eyes on the teenage girl trembling across from me, the food tray rattling in her grip hard enough that broth sloshed over the rim and hit the dirt floor in fat drops.She was going to drop it.I crossed the tent in four steps and caught the tray before it went.The girl flinched so hard she bit her own lip."Sit," I said.She didn't move."I am not asking you to do anything. Sit down before your legs give out."She sat on the edge of the nearest crate. Her knuckles were bone-white. Her eyes were fixed on a point somewhere near my boots, and she was breathing in short, shallow pulls that weren't getting her enough air.Fifteen. Maybe younger.

Betty POV"Open the moon kingdom crate first," Novalee says, her fingers twitching against her faded skirts."The children are getting restless," Nina adds. She shifts a toddler from one hip to the other, her eyes darting toward the heavy oak door of the great hall. "If we do not give them something to look at, they will tear the tapestries down.""Let them try," Treasure says, leaning back against a stone pillar. She cracks her knuckles, one by one. "The guards need the exercise anyway."I do not look at the stack of velvet box linings or the mountains of gold silk ribbons piling up on the rug. My focus is entirely on the glowing white sphere resting in the palm of my hand. The moon stone is massive, easily the size of a grapefruit, and the moment my skin contacts the surface, a bright pulse of silver light shoots through my veins. It does not burn. It feels like ice water pouring into an open wound."You can store power inside it," Novalee whispe