Page 25 of Bonded By Moons

Okay. Moons, please help me get through this so I can deny the bond and move on with my life. I’m trying to take down his family, for fucks sake.

As if the moons heard me, a cold wind whipped through the room and yanked the blanket off the bed, exposing my legs for show. The prince pivoted slowly and drank me in, eyes stopping at the hem of the soft pink nightgown he brought to me yesterday. I don’t know where he’s getting all these pink clothes that fit my body perfectly so quickly.

Honestly, I know I look good. I’ve got curves and I know how to use them to my advantage.

Considering I have the prince wrapped around my finger already, maybe I can pry information out of him? I know that my will is strong enough that I can still deny him even after the acquancy ritual has started. It’s possible I can obtain vital facts about the royal family.

The only thing I’m terrified of is the truth serum required to complete the bond rituals. Scratch that, I’m actually mortified.

Secrets will pour, and the only way to keep them magically bound to these walls is to complete the bond. Otherwise, your mates instinctual need to protect can waver.

But, the prosperity of our land means more to me than my own pride. I can do what needs to be done and that’s why I’m the leader of the Ascension Guild.

Instead of snuggling back into the blankets and ignoring his existence, I make eye contact with him while I slowly crawl on all fours toward the end of the bed. I made sure my ass was in the air, and the hot pink lace undergarments he brought me the day before were visible. I still get chills when I thought about him selecting undergarments for me.

I saw his breath hitch and it lit a fire in my core just knowing I affect him so much.

Once I get to the end of the bed, I stand up, letting the nightgown fall down to cover me and walk across the room. I can feel his eyes on me the entire time, lighting me ablaze. I resist acting on my impulses and continue to the bathroom.

“I’m going to wash and then we can begin the rituals, will you retrieve food for us?” I looked back over my shoulder as I walked seductively, swaying my hips on my way to the bathing chambers. His lips were parted and I could see the erection piercing at the seam of his trousers. A smirk crossed my features as I make eye contact with him again.

Well, that answers whether he’s wrapped around my finger or not.

With a rough, hoarse like voice he said “Anything for you, mate. But if you tease me like that again I won’t be able to promise being as controlled as I am now.”

I feel my insides heat at his threat. My body reacting to him in ways I have no control of.

With the flick of his wrist, I watched him conjure a neon blue fireball that floats to the bathing chamber after me, settling into the middle of the tub. I didn’t say goodbye, instead shutting the bathroom door and leaving him to it. I heard footsteps as he reluctantly left the room.

I lean against the door and try to steady my breaths, completely razzled by my attempt to be seductive and feeling his affection nearly too much.

On one hand, my whole body feels tickled and aflame from his burning stare. On the other hand, I know he’s willing to do anything for me and I plan on using that.

I just hope I don’t hate myself too much afterwards.

Thinking about betraying him is painful. It feels like I’m cutting ribbons out of my heart with every bad intention towards him. I can feel the moons are angry with me, but I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do.

I asked the moons to take this back, and they refused. So, now I’m taking the matter into my own hands like I’ve always had to do.

I’m going to start with the initial acquancy rituals and see what happens. I could gain a lot of important knowledge, and that comes first.

After I quickly bathe and wrap my robe around myself, I lather on some rose and honey scented lotion. Twisting my hair into a top bun, I smell and look everything like a royal temptation.

Opening the bathroom doors, I walked into a very different room than before. Somehow, he changed the entire room around in a matter of minutes and I didn’t even hear movement outside the bathing chambers. The large windows are drawn closed and the room is encased in hundreds of blue flamed candles lining every wall. Small balls of lights dance around the room, shining light blue tones everywhere like starlight. The bed and fireplace are in the same positions, but the seating area has transformed into a mound of pillows and cushions. The prince is nowhere to be seen, but the safe space he’s created for us feels so like him. It feels like home. I feel secure here, and because of that fact, I’m even more scared of what's about to happen. I’ve practically got no control over my emotions right now with this bond shining like a star.

Slowly, the door opens and orange light from the hallway bleeds in while the prince slides through the doorway. Shutting it behind him, he holds a pile of red garments in his hands. I wonder what he’s brought for me to wear today? So far, his tastes have been pretty spot on.

I stood ram rod still while he slowly approached me. This feels all too intimate.

“Take these and please relax. I’ll be back shortly and then we can begin.”

Curiosity got the best of me. “Where are you going?”

“Considering I haven’t bathed in my own chambers since you arrived, I smell like a horse's ass. I’d like to be fresh before beginning the rituals with you, if that’s alright?” His lips curled upwards on the left, giving me the most charming smile.

Exhaling a held breath, I stepped aside so he could pass me.

He smelt of cedar and salt. I completely disagree with his claim on the smell of a horse's ass. As he entered the bathing chambers, he didn’t shut the door, so I rushed to do it for him. There’s no need for unnecessary teasing with the bond.

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