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“Hmm. And you were never trained in magic?”
Why was he asking that? Was he trying to find out how strong Erwan’s powers were?
“Not until recently.”
“So you have no idea what a white dragon can do.”
Erwan smiled. “I do now. My clan is gathered right now, united behind me, and I can feel their power inside me.”
“And his clan has power through him,” Rhene said. “I’d be happy to show you the footage of how one of our omegas took on five Murphy alphas and came out victoriously.”
“I’d like to see that, yes.”
Oh, if looks could kill, Rhene would long be dead by now, but he ignored the fury coming from Kerry and Alistair, took his phone out of his pocket, found the video, and held it up for King Donál to see. He pressed Play.
“I am Fallon of the Doyle clan!” Fallon’s voice rang out. “And I have truth and honor on my side. Reveal yourself!”
King Donál gasped, probably seeing the Murphy alphas appear out of nowhere after Fallon broke their cloaking spell.
The video played on.
“It’s not just me,” Fallon could be heard saying.
Then Dempsey. “I don’t see an army behind you, but even if you brought all the others, you’d still be powerless against us.”
Next came the part that always gave Rhene goosebumps, no matter how often he watched it—Fallon pulling power from every single clan member and taking a stand against the Murphys.
“What is he doing?” Colin asked in the video. “Dempsey, what the fuck is he doing? Are you sensing this?”
“He’s bluffing and using a boosting spell, but it won’t last. He’s not strong enough to keep that up for long.”
But it hadn’t been a boosting spell. It had been raw power fueled by the White Dragon, and seconds later, Fallon gave the command that would wake Erwan up. Rhene paused the video. “I take it you’ve seen enough?”
King Donál looked shaken. “I certainly have. Thank you.”
“Let’s take it to a vote,” Gregor announced.
“The Fitzgeralds vote in favor of acknowledging King Erwan as the legitimate heir to the Doyle throne and declare Cladhaire and Baoth the usurpers,” Fergal said.
“The Doyles vote no,” Cladhaire snapped.
“The O’Connors…” King Donál took a long, hard look at Erwan, then straightened his shoulders. “The O’Connors vote in favor of recognizing King Erwan as the legitimate ruler of the Doyles.”
Yes! Oh my god, they had two votes! Wait. What would happen now? It would be two against two, so neither side would have enough votes.
Kerry trembled with fury. “The Murphys?—”
A commotion made Rhene look up. King Ennis entered the meeting tent, looking determined as he shuffled in, leaning heavily on Tynan’s arm. “The Murphys vote in favor.”
Chapter Sixteen
Was Delton right? Adar kept turning the issue around in his head, trying to look at it from every side. On the surface, telling Oliver the truth seemed like a no-brainer. Lies rarely lead to anything good, especially between partners. Even Adar, with his limited experience in relationships, could figure that one out. But this was no ordinary lie…and no ordinary relationship either. So, did the same rules apply?
If only he knew how Oliver would react. He could get over the embarrassment of confessing something so personal to his mate, even if it was humiliating. If that was the worst, he’d do it in a heartbeat. The problem was that he didn’t know. He had no clue how Oliver would take it.
Best-case scenario, Oliver would understand this wasn’t something Adar had chosen himself but that this was how he was wired. Best-case scenario, Oliver would permit Adar to find his release that way, even if it didn’t involve sex. Adar could live with that. He could settle for not bottoming for the rest of his life if he got to keep the pain part.
Worst-case scenario? His stomach turned. Worst-case scenario was that he not only would lose his mate, but Oliver would also tell everyone what a perverted bastard Adar was. Worst-case scenario was that the entire pack would find out about his sexual proclivities, and he’d have to leave the pack. The thought alone made him sick to his stomach.
