Blade
The throne room felt like it was closing in on me. Crystal's confession about using magic still rang in my ears, but something else was clawing at my mind - a possibility I'd been desperately trying to ignore.
"Think," Ashe growled urgently. "Remember that night. The rut. The mate bond..."
My head pounded as fragments of memory surfaced. The night of my ascension had been chaos after the ceremony was disrupted. I remembered the burning need of my rut, the overwhelming pull of the mate bond. I'd assumed...
"Blade, please," Crystal sobbed, reaching for me. "Kane is lying! I would never betray you. The magic - I only used it to protect our pup!"
I stepped back from her touch, my mind racing. "The rut," I said slowly, my voice rough. "That night, I went into rut because of the mate bond."
Crys……
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