Chapter 427 The Bite That Lingers
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“Let go,” Tessa whispered, glancing at Nathaniel as he got up and started walking over. Her face was flushed
Instead of letting go, Landon wrapped his tongue around her fingertip and gave a firm suck, then tugged her into
his arms.
The scent of grape juice mixed with cedar lingered between them.
“Now you know, don’t you? What it feels like to have your lover bite your fingers-” he murmured low in her ear,
his voice laced with restrained breath, “-it's even sweeter than the grape.”
Nathaniel had cover to speak to Landon about something, only to catch the two of them tangled in flirtation
again.
He sighed heavily, once more regretting tagging along on this business trip with Alpha and Tessa.
As the eternal third wheel, he was just asking to be emotionally battered. Poor guy.
But what could he do?
Hudson and Cameron were both busy, and he was the only one free. Plus, as Landon’s beta, it was his duty to
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When she noticed Nathaniel approaching, Tessa quickly sat up from Landon’s embrace and turned to look out the
window.
Her cheeks were burning, but she kept a straight face, pretending nothing had happened.
As for Nathaniel-clearly the third wheel-Landon was getting seriously fed up with him.
“What is it?” Still, they were here for work. He couldn't just brush him off.
“Alpha, there's something | need to confirm with you. Let's talk over there.” If he had to watch these two keep
flirting, he was going to cough up blood.
He was still young. He didn’t want to die from romantic third-wheel syndrome.
Landon glanced at Tessa.
She cleared her throat and said seriously, “Go ahead and talk. I'm going to nap for a bit-feeling a little tired.”
“Alright. Get srest. I'll wake you when we arrive.”
The flight to Yalvaria would take several hours anyway.
Tessa nodded, and only then did Landon walk off with Nathaniel to the far end of the cabin.
As soon as they left, Emma connected to Tessa through their mental link.
“I hate going to Yalvaria. That place belongs to him. | don’t like it.”
Emma paced anxiously in Tessa’s mindspace.
Of course Tessa knew exactly who Emma meant-Nathan. She hated him too.
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Her fingers drified to the silver ring on her fourth finger, and her eyes narrowed dangerously Emma, what f we
kill him this tin Yalvaria? Could that break the blood pact?
“Don’t do anything reckless!” Emma’s voice boomed with alarm. “The blood pact is a forbidden ritual combining
werewolf spiritual bonds and dark witchcraft. A century ago, when the two races were still allies they tried to
create an unbreakable loyalty contract
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of witch spells. If the caster dies, the contract reverses tribal oaths and the corrosive properties
the host.”
“Your gland is the anchor for the pact. It'll be the first thing to rot and collapse, and then the curse will drain you
dry-just like the werewolves Nathan sacrificed. They're nothing but scattered bone fragments in his ritual array
now!”
“So no, you cannot kill Nathan,” Emma warned sternly.
“Tch. So annoying.” Tessa grew irritated too. “Aside from that purification ritual in the sanctuary last time, when |
briefly felt the bond loosen, nothing I've tried since has had any effect at all.”
Emma thought for a moment. “There might be records of those old cooperative spells in the werewolves ancient
texts. But you know how the wolves are-they don’t tolerate betrayal. After the witches teamed up with the
vampires to attack them, any texts related to witches were probably destroyed. That kind of forbidden record
might not even exist anymore.”
“Werewolf ancient texts, huh...”
Tessa recalled how her grandfather loved to spend hours in his study, poring over werewolf books with a
magnifying glass. Maybe his collection had something that could help break the blood pact.
Looked like once this trip was over, she'd have to pay a visit to the Sinclair family and ask Grandpa for those -
books...
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