Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

Chapter 407 The Spring, The Bloodbond Ring

18 Pearls

Moonlight poured through the glass dome above them, spreading across the sacred spring in the center of the hall. The surface sparkled with silver light, and the faint scent of lilies floated in the air like a blessing.

Walter moved slowly toward her, staff in hand. He looked softer than usual, but beneath that warmth was gravity–a quiet power. The edge of his ceremonial robe whispered over the stone with each step.

“My Tessie,” he said gently, “tonight you become an adult. In the name of Frostmoon Pack’s former Alpha, I bestow upon you the rites of purification and blessing.”

Tessa’s chest lifted with a slow breath.

This is really happening.

Her pheromones sweetened the air around her like blooming lilies. She nodded through the blur of tears.

Walter lifted his staff and tapped it lightly against the spring. The pool stirred. A clear stream of water rose from its center, hovering right in front of her like magic come alive.

He began to chant, voice low and ancient, like pine trees humming in the wind. The springlight turned to mist, rising and swirling around her body–cool, clean, and holy.

Then it happened.

The silver ring on her finger flashed–black against the white mist.

The inscription on it–Forever Yours–shuddered with rage. The Bloodbound Sorcery inside it pulsed, reacting violently to the sanctified air.

It’s fighting back…

The spell Nathan had slipped onto her five years ago when she was unconscious. His trap. His claim.

‘Now it hissed like something alive, like a curse being scorched straight out of her veins.

Tessa felt it. A faint tremor from the ring on her finger.

Her breath caught.

No way…

Spells, runes, and even physical force. Nothing ever worked. That silver ring wouldn’t come off. She couldn’t break

under the magic of the sacred spring… it was

Something’s changing…

the sanctum, Walter paused mid–chant. He felt it too. The dark

in his

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bastard forced something like this on

heck would mark you like

to chase down that

power of the sacred spring–he had a chance to free

his tongue without a word and let a

amplify the sanctum’s

prayed it

in

bloodstream–cool and clean–scrubbing away the

then, as it

Wait…

Sorcery loosened ever so slightly under the

lasted a heartbeat. As the mist finished its path through her body and drifted away, the silver ring stayed right where it was.

change lit

can break. Maybe this spring isn’t just symbolic…

once. Then again. Then a third time. Each loop was dimmer

spring

Walter’s eyes darkened with regret. His shoulders sagged just slightly under

it.

and his spirit at full strength, he couldn’t force the high–level

Not yet.

the right moment. And

of dew, sliding down to the stone beneath her feet. Around them, the totem pillars began to glow a soft, otherworldly blue–like the sanctuary itself was welcoming her