AMELIA
For a long, endless moment, silence fell over the room. And it was not a cold one or a surprised one: this was pure shock.
I took a blood oath – for which I would never claim Clayton Walker’s heritage and the title of Red Blood Alpha.
He must be bluffing, I thought. This has to be a bluff.
I honestly couldn’t picture Erik doing something so reckless, so f*****g stupid – blood oaths weren’t pinky promises, they were a death sentence.
The Council members looked as stunned as everyone else – and the Alaskan one, the one who had tried to trick Erik with those questions, looked even more taken aback than the others.
“You’re lying,” he hissed, almost recoiling.
“I’m not,” Erik replied, a chilly calm in his voice. “I went to a dark witch and took the oath. I can give you her na
