Property transfers. That was what Ronan offered in exchange for him. The Soren he knew would never... He would throw those papers in Ronan's face and refuse. But this Soren... He asked Riven to perform a dangerous ritual that could get him killed. A ritual that removes the bond between mates. All while he considered handing him over.
"See?" The voice hissed."Even he didn't fight for you. He just took what he could get."
"No," Riven whispered, his throat dry. Soren would... He would never.
The scene shifted one last time.
This time, Ronan stood in a stone chamber before the elders of his clan. Their lined faces were unmoved as they spoke, voices echoing in the dark.
"…killing him will spare you further weakness."
"…a new mate, a healthy omega, a woman, capable of bearing heirs…"
"…this is the most rational choice."
Ronan didn't protest. He didn't roar in fury or deny it. He simply bowed his head and listened. As if he was considering it.
