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Pack is what’s most important to a wolf. It makes my heart sing with joy.

“Beautiful, love.” Daire squeezes my hand.

“My new King and Queen.” Lanlin’s dark, dominant gaze travels over the chamber.

It’s an order.

Instantly, the guests understand. The nobles, priestesses, and Void Cult drop to their knees and then prostrate themselves before us.

Daire whistles.

I stare out at an entire court, prostrating themselves before me.

I have never wanted anyone to bow before me.

But it doesn’t suck.

Ruin hands Lanlin the drink. “This concoction is created by the priestesses from the Scarlet Temple. They use blue lotuses from the holy pool. It will trigger your ruts and heat. Take your new King and Queen to the nest you built at the Void Pyramids, drink from your fae, and complete your bond together this Blood Moon.”

Lanlin takes the goblet and swigs from it. “Will you share my first rut with me?”

When he passes the goblet reverentially, I accept it. The liquid is amber with fragments of petals floating on top like lotuses floating on honey.

I sniff the wine suspiciously. The fragrance is faint, coolly sweet.

“The first ruts of many.” I lift the drink to Daire’s lips.

Why does Lanlin’s expression shutter?

“As you wish,” Lanlin says.

Watching Daire lick the honeyed drink from his lips, I enjoy that an Omega can be the one to both serve and be in control of this ritual.

“To our knotting, Alphas.” I grin, raising the goblet in a toast, before I drink.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Void Pyramids, Blood Kingdom

Freya

I clasp Daire’s hand, as we climb together up the rocky path toward the Void Pyramids. The cool night breeze slices across my cheeks.

My bare toes curl on the satin red carpet that snakes up the slope, which has been placed there in our honor. I truly feel like a royal, when even my queenly bare feet are no longer permitted to touch the dirt.

I am glad that Lanlin never witnessed how ragged and filthy I was when I grew up as a servant, scrubbing floors in Orm. I didn’t just walk on the dirt; I spent most of the time with it ingrained under my fingernails and smeared over my cheeks.

To be fair, that was also because I escaped to climb trees in the forests, scramble up cliffs, and explore forbidden caves in a way that no Omega was meant to.

But then, I have also learned to become a thief, cadet, dragon rider, and spy like no Omega before me.

Daire hisses in pain, when he stumbles to the side of the carpet, stubbing his toe on a rock like he didn’t see it. “May the Shadow Devils damn you to hell.”

“I was actually looking forward to you fucking me.”

“Sorry, love.” Daire hops, while I steady him. “I was talking to the evil rock. That blue lotus wine must have been more potent than I thought.” He winks at me. “On the holy fae, I can’t wait to spend this rut with you, as long as I don’t fall off this cliff first.”

He whistles for his ravens, which are circling above him protectively.