rey
yes shone with the thrill of success. She had done it. Elder Elara, after much
e whispered, pressing the tome into my hand
es. The script was archaic, but the language was direct. And there i
ders. Using a ceremonial blade of pure silver, they would each slice open their palms a
ce that caused werewolves excruciating pain, bu
tual was designed to be a mutual agony, a deterrent. For me,hisper of gratitude. I closed the book. "You've do
ertha... she hasn't brought any fo
re my asset's loyalty beyond mere sentiment. "My
a small, sterile, metal vial. It contained a clear, viscous liquid. I
y on the spot. "A single drop can give a person strength f
e of awe and skepticism. But her trust in me, this new, stran
. A warm flush spread across her cheeks, and the exhaustion
f electrolytes, glucose, and fast-acting stimulants
I just put a finger to my lips
them. Loud, boisterous laughter from outside, followed by
and unwelcome, f
more than this entire cabin. Her posse of sycophants, including a vapid-looking girl I recognized as Lana
ctively moved to stand be
f to her nose in a theatrical gesture of disgust. "It sm
ered appr
took in my "sickly" appearance, and a look of
to see if you were dead yet. Kane is planning the ceremony to officially name me as
. I simply lay there, my breathing shallo
me for tears, for curses, for jealous rage. My utter i
a conspiratorial whisper. "Do you know what Kane said to me, the night he rejected you? He said he couldn't
wl escaping her throat. Bertha immediately s
ly, I
y head, my gaze traveling past Flor's triumph
ming words that we
ess..."
ng slightly, assumin
.it's beautiful." A pause. "A pity
e, so disconnected from the situation, that it didn't register as a
cking, theatrical coughs and allowed my head to fall b
disappointment. The show was over. She turned on her
. The stench is
, laughing, I allowed a tiny, c
n delivered. The c

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