The Forgotten Luna
We pressed our hands together letting our blood mingle, “Alpha Daemon Willow, Alpha-to-be Tristan Willow, do you agree in this oath of blood, to keep everything that is said in this room to yourselves, to not act on it without my permission? Do you agree that failure to do so will result in a loss of your title and status, and if I so will it, your death?”
“I do.” Tristan didn’t hesitate.
“As do I.” Neither did his father.
I was surprised at the lack of even a little hesitation on both counts, “Then with this the blood oath is sealed.” I pulled my hand from theirs, my palm already healed, while theirs was sealed but not quite gone.
I ignored their surprised looks at my healing and cleaned Ma
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