“Before we begin this gathering of minds. I am pleased to announce that Miss Whitestone will be joining the royal pack,” Fitz continued, as Carson gave a satisfied smile, before moving to gather the ceremonial knife for the blood exchange which would allow Eliza to bond with the royal pack.
Carson handed the knife to the king, with a low bow of his head, as Eliza stepped forwards.
“Do you. Eliza Whitestone, renounce your allegiance with all former packs, and swear to serve the King and royal pack with all that you are?” Fitz’s voice rang out.
“I do,” Eliza’s voice rang out, clear and confident.
Fitz made a small cut on the palm of her hand, before slicing his own, and taking her hand in his. As he touched her, a shock of tingles moved up Eliza’s arm, her eyes widening, as she looke
