CHAPTER 55 The Whisper of Bond 3

　　They all had smiles, looking so perfect. My eyes glued to the late Luna Queen, Beatrice Capell. I knotted my forehead, looking at her familiarity. Like I had met her somewhere else.

　　I suddenly felt dizzy and the moment I closed my eyes, unfamiliar voices echoed in my mind.

　　(To put it simply, you want to make a pact?)

　　(Yes. This pact will surge when the time is right.)

　　(Even if I die as what you said, I want to protect the heir of our throne. I want to protect my son.)

　　(She will help your son.)

　　(She?)

　　(Yes, she is—)

　　"Rachelle!"

　　I snapped back, catching my breathe, eyes widened as I gazed up to see the worried faces of the Alpha King and the Crown Princess. My mind moved on its accord as I mindlessly touched my cheeks which they were already wet from my tears.

　　"What... What happened?" I looked around and I realized I was kneeling on the floor. I shivered when Claude wiped my tears as I was catching my breath like I had gone running several lapses.