h4Chapter 774: 774-Everything Is Fair In Love And War/h4

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    "Do you remember that boy you used to love?" Darcy started, and Kesha’s mood began to shift. She had no idea why Darcy was suddenly bringing up her past.

    "I was only sixteen back then," Kesha reminded Darcy.

    A lot of thoughts began to swirl through her mind. She wondered if Darcy was finally deciding that Kesha wasn’t good enough to be her daughter-inw. During the early phase of dating Kaye, she had questioned whether she really liked him that much, although she had been ready to be epted by any of the four brothers. But then she realized Kaye was perfect for her. She liked Kaye. She loved how rugged he was. She loved how minimal his bodynguage was. He was creepy at times, and she loved it.

    But now his mother was reminding her that she loved someone back when she was just a teenager.

    "Here," Kesha said, offering the tea she had made for Darcy.

    Darcy took it and smiled, taking a sip and appreciating the taste of the herbal tea.

    "That’s not why I’m asking. I’m not judging you. Everybody has a past, and you’re just a child yourself. Who wouldn’t get angry when they don’t get their way?" Darcy rolled her eyes.

    "Then why are you bringing him up?" Kesha asked.

    And Kesha didn’t like the fact that Darcy was mentioning her first true love in that tone. It was true that the guy had died, but that didn’t wipe away his love from Kesha’s heart. Even when she was in love with Kaye, she believed a person could love two people at once, especially when one of them was dead.

    It had been a long time ago, back when she was sixteen. The guy had been an Omega, and Kesha had fallen for him. She fell so hard that she started stalking him. He used to be in her pack and woulde to clean the garden with his father, who had worked as their gardener for a long time. Kesha had been watching him since she was fourteen and he was fifteen. Then, when she turned sixteen and he turned seventeen, Kesha discovered he was in love with someone else. He had said that even if he felt a mate bond with another, he would still choose the girl he already liked.

    That was when Kesha decided to let him know she liked him too.

    One day, while he was working in the garden, Kesha approached him in her best attire and proposed to him, basically telling him that if he married her, he would be the next Alpha. Of course, she hadn’t spoken to her uncle or father, who were in charge of her life. She assumed she could make them ept itter.

    But things didn’t go as she had imagined. Not everyone was after a crown or money. He rejected her proposal and told her he loved another Omega. That enraged Kesha. She ran to her room and cried all night. The next day, she proposed again. Then again. And again. Until he finally stoppeding to the mansion at all.

    Kesha began to feel like he was slipping out of her hands, that she was losing control. One day, she followed him and found him meeting his lover in the woods of the pack. The two had nned a pic. The packnds were supposed to be safe.

    That made Kesha furious. She wanted the girl to be eaten alive by a monster. So, when the guy walked away to fetch something for his lover, Kesha attacked the girl. But he arrived just in time and saw Kesha killing her. He tried to fight her off. In fear and panic, Kesha stabbed him fifty-nine times in the heart until there was nothing left of it. She used a silver dagger, making sure neither of them would evere back to life.

    She couldn’t bring herself to tell her father or uncle. She called Darcy instead, who had always been a mother figure to her. Darcy forbade her from telling anyone. It would ruin her reputation, and she would be punished for the crime. Darcy arrived and took care of the bodies. She stayed with Kesha the entire time, trying tofort her.

    But now she had returned to ask for Kesha’s blood.

    "I don’t understand. Why are you talking about my past and him?" Kesha asked again, her voice turning timid.

    "Because there is a ritual, Kesha. What if I told you that you would be able to feel the mate bond with Kaye on this mate full moon if only you give me the blood from the hand you used to kill your lover, the boy you loved so much that you murdered two people in one night for him. Including him," Darcy said.

    Kesha’s eyes widened.

    "There’s a ritual that I can be fated to Kaye?" she asked, already smiling.

    And this was exactly what Darcy wanted. She wanted one of these women to appreciate what she was doing for them. And Kesha seemed like the right one.

    "Yes. Would you give me your blood?" Darcy asked. Kesha rolled her eyes.

    "Of course. dly. It’s all yours, drain it out of my body." As soon as she said that in a dramatic French tone, Darcy started tough with her. She knew it would be easy to get blood from Kesha.

    "But what about the others? Are they also getting mates?" Kesha asked and Darcy nodded.

    "Of course. I don’t want any of them to grow weak," she said.

    "But didn’t Emmet already get Azura? How did he get her? I thought you hated Azura."

    As Kesha reminded Darcy of the one thing they couldn’t exin, Darcy smirked.

    "Sometimes you have to choose the lesser evil. I think Azura is a better fit for my son than Hnie will ever be."

    As soon as she said that, Kesha realized the mate bond Emmet felt with Azura hade from the ritual too, confirming that it would work.