And then our names are called.

Every one of us goes rigid with tension as we slowly make our way to the front. I don’t know what’s going to happen when Bishop and Ecker refuse to give permission, because there’s no way in hell they ever would.

Maybe they will give us lashes or some other painful form of humiliation in reprimand. No matter how bad the consequences are, it will be a hundred times more sufferable than turning Sinclair over to these wretched men.

“Bishop and Ecker Cerulean, as the bonded mates of this omega, do you grant us permission and unconditional access to enjoy the pleasures of your omega?” The Azurite presents the same request.

“Hell no,” Ecker spits, and Sinclair audibly exhales. Though I’m sure she never expected anything different, her relief is still palpable.

“You understand your Loyalty Trial’s success is dependent on your answer to this request?”

“We do,” Bishop says stoically. “Out of profound and undying loyalty to our omega, we knowingly refuse to grant permission.”

My heartbeat pounds in my ears as I work to think of another way out of this that doesn’t put Sinclair on the chopping block but keeps us from completely failing the Trial.

There’s only one thing that comes to mind, and when the Azurite and Cyan whisper something to each other, I know our time is running out to make a move.

So, I step in front of Sinclair and drop to my knees.

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Chapter 18

True Loyalty

Sinclair

My heart hasn’t stopped racing since Merigold went into that room.1 I am sickened and horrified, but at the same time, my heart breaks for my alphas. They’ve risked everything, fought their whole lives to make it to these Trials. They put their lives on the line, Bishop almost losing his, to get this far . . . so maybe it’s time I make an equally devastating sacrifice.

I’m about to say something when Titus steps in front of me. I’m shocked when he drops to his knees. Bishop and Ecker’s fretted faces tell me they’re just as surprised as I am.

“Our omega is off-limits. Their mate bond sacred,” he says with unquestionable authority. “But if you’re so desperate to getyour shriveled-up dicks wet, then use me.” He holds his arms out, then slaps a palm to his chest. “You want to test our loyalty? Then I will give you my body out oftrueloyalty.”

My breath catches in my throat, his pronouncement knocking the wind out of me.

“So will I,” Ecker says vehemently and kneels beside Titus. Bishop follows right behind him.

My stomach swoops. I don’t know what to do. What if the Elders accept?

“They can’t fail us all.” I hear Griffin’s voice behind me and am stunned when he, Noah, and Maverick join my alphas on their knees.

I’m dumbstruck as one by one, the Cobalt and Azurite alphas add to the line of kneeling men willing to put themselves on the line for their mates. The other omegas and I are left standing together, exchanging the same look of astonishment and pride.

“This is pathetic,” Yves scoffs, and I whip around to face him.

“No,you’repathetic.” I close the distance between us, remembering the way Titus jumped back when I accidentally poked him in the chest the other day.

Yves stands his ground with a glare as Eric and Stefan flank him more closely. I scoff internally,They really love three on one.

“Ten men,” I say and thrust my finger into his chest. He howls and stumbles back. “Ten men,”I repeat with a snarl, tempted to give him another shove, this time with both hands.

I glance at Merigold as she hoists her torn strap up her shoulder. I hate her. I truly do. But in this moment, I can’t find anything but sympathy for her.

Making eye contact with Yves again, I sneer. “Even pathetic is a generous word.”

“Yeah.” Merigold speaks up, pushing her shoulders back and glaring fiercely at her alphas. “You fuckingcunts,” she spitsbefore storming away with the signature flip of her ponytail and clickety-clack of her heels, nose back high in the air.