My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

Chapter 0296

She begins humming and then chanting under her breath. It's a language I don't understand, but the flame in the pit goes from a warm yellow orange to a deep green.

"Tonight, we initiate these two into our Elite Warrior brotherhood and sisterhood. To mark their devotion, we shall bestow upon them the symbol of the Royal Elite." She begins humming again and the flames change to blue. As she continues to hum she places a long metal pole into the fire, this must be the branding iron.

"Are you willing to pledge your loyalty and power to the Elite Warriors, regardless of the consequences?" She asks. We both respond without hesitation. "Yes."

"Are you willing to put the Kingdom's needs above your own and do all in your power to protect Its vast members?'

'Yes." We reply no breaking eye contact with each other.

The air in the room begins to thicken with the smoke from the candles and the fire pit, but also the tingling of whatever magic she is wielding.

"Will you uphold the integrity of the Alpha King and Luna Queen? "Yes."

"Will you lay your life on the line to protect those who are weaker than you?"

"Yes."

flames turn

granted a great honor and hold the power to help the Royal Pack grow and thrive. Do you swear, on your life, to uphold

raise your right arm, inside of your wrist up."

under her breath, gently holding the back of

Her arm is visibly shaking from the pain, I'm sure, she feels and tears run from her eyes, but she doesnt move to wipe them

witch reaches for vials of herbs sitting next to her and she begins chanting again, in more of a melody while she

at me, but it feels more like she's not seeing

to keep reminding myself that

witch who seems to just be waiting for me to go through my own panic and be ready for her. I blink and nod. She grabs the

me into my memory, but I am still conscious enough to keep my body still, but the struggle is real. I

important. Remember that Little One. All of those you come into contact with and help will benefit, but be wary of those who seek you out for favors. You still have trials in

knows. This ritual is different for all who go through it, even though the physical branding appears to be the same. No one speaks of their expenence or what is revealed to them through the process. Each must make their own journey without bias or influence. Remember that when you speak of your

pit, but it is cold and all the candles have been blown out. The room isn't completely dark though. Small rays

I feel like I got hit by a truck." Mina mumbles

I blink like I'm

both look down at our brands. It is a simple crescent moon shape with the opening facing towards our elbows. That is the only smilarity though. Mina's crescent is delicate, made from thin intertwining lines like vines dancing upa lattice. Mine is