Claimed by My Ex's Father, the Alpha King

Chapter 3

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iege, little sister," Felix said, closing th

anson line. As our pack's future Beta, he already wore a leather sword-belt acros

the long mahogany table. The hearth crackled with dry pine logs, throwin

s brow pinching with genuine concern. "

ix," I said, locking my gaze onto hi

, her hands folded t

la," she said. "Whatever cannot

eeping my voice low

ed by Lord Carlisle to accuse Father of high treason. The Royal Guards will march north, slaughter our warriors in their beds, and burn

n the study f

the armrest of his chair. Slowly, the worr

own Prince. Your betrothal to the royal house was sealed by the King hi

interrupted, my tone cutting through his skepticism like a blade. "It already happened to me. I died in that dungeon. My s

insolent recruits. "A nightmare brought on by a head injury is not pack int

n't b

inishes ringing, Rocco will walk through that door c

. "Rocco is inspectin

ed straight through the wolf's left eye. It orders Father to send three hundred warriors

Felix

reads, 'The Crown

first stroke of the ninth bell

ollowed. The

pounding down the corridor. The study doo

a rolled parchment clenched in his hand. "A

Felix. The red wax seal was cracked

s eyes moved rapidly over the ord

not ask twice,'

knuckles turning wh

hen he turned back to me, the skepticism in his eyes

onto one knee before my chair, and to

is Beta instinct surging through his voice. "If

"An assassination will only bring the King's armie

suddenly hardening with the primal fu

my lips. "So we will give him every reason to do it in broad day

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“I was the eldest daughter of the powerful Northwind Pack, betrothed to Crown Prince Archer for four years. But instead of a royal wedding, I found myself paralyzed on the cold stones of the royal dungeon, black Wolfsbane burning down my throat. My cousin Colette giggled, pressing her cheek against Archer's chest. "Your father is dead," she smiled sweetly. "Your mother and brothers too. The Hanson Pack was wiped out before noon." Because of forged letters of treason, my entire bloodline was slaughtered in a single morning. Archer scoffed, telling me I was only ever good for my family's soldiers. He said he would never seat a plain, unbonded female beside him on the throne. Then, he kissed Colette right in front of my dying eyes, promising to make her his Luna Queen while my name was remembered only in shame. I lay in the freezing dark, my inner wolf suffocating from the poison. We had given them everything. Why did they have to destroy us? As my heartbeat stuttered and snapped, I prayed to the Moon Goddess for just one more breath beneath the sun to make them bleed. My lungs tore open with a violent gasp, my hands sinking into the downy velvet of my own bed. I was twenty years old again. It was exactly one year before the purge. This time, I will dismantle the prince piece by piece, and the true Alpha King will be the one to watch him burn.”