Chapter 34: Blood Rights
(Grace's POV)
I stood in the quiet of the East Lake chamber, the weight of its sacred history pressing down on me. The air was rich with the scent of wildflowers and faint traces of healing energy, a lingering mark of my mother's legacy.
But it no longer felt like mine.
Victoria had claimed it.
The anger bubbling beneath my calm exterior grew sharper as I faced Marcus in this once-sacred space. His face, etched with pleading, spoke of desperation, but I couldn’t bring myself to pity him.
“I won’t dissolve the mate bond,” I said firmly, meeting his gaze, “unless East Lake is returned to me.”
His brows furrowed, his lips pulling into a tight line of disapproval.
"Grace,” he began, his tone measured, “don't be unreasonable. I’ve already given in too mu
