Jason’s POV
This was wrong.
I had Henry send the wine back to Shadowclaw for testing. It was the same toxin. How could it not be lethal?
Father, as stunned as I was, finally found his voice and said, “Your Majesty, there must be some misunderstanding. My son saw Alpha Nolan poison the wine himself. He wouldn’t lie about that.”
“It’s true,” I said. “The sample we sent confirmed that the wine contained traces of a toxin identical to what was found in the mad rogues’ blood samples.”
Nolan laughed and I narrowed my eyes at him. “Care to enlighten us on what is so funny?”
“Inadequacy must be an inherited trait,” Nolan answered. I could feel my father’s aura flare briefly before he composed himself.
“Your taunts won’t save you, boy,” Father said.
“I just find it interesting that you know so much about the rogues’ blood, perhaps you’ve spent more time with them than I ever did,” Nolan said.
“Watch your tongue, boy. It is you who is on trial,” Father snapped.
Before the argument could escalate, the Alpha King raised his hand. “That’s enough.” He turned toward Talia. “Talia, please bring the documents.”
She stood and crossed the room, handing over two folders: one blue and one red. Her movements were calm, but I knew Talia. I could tell she was angry.
“The blue folder holds the report you submitted,” the Alpha King said, looking at me. “The red folder holds the report of a previous analysis done on one of the mad rogue’s blood. When compared, there are similarities, but there are also key differences.”
I frowned. “Differences?”
Talia stepped forward again. “The report you provided shows…”
“Is it necessary for this omega to be speaking here? What expertise does she have in this area?” Father asked, cutting Talia off.
I could see Talia’s jaw flex. Before the Alpha King could respond, Talia said, “If you learned to keep your mouth shut for once, you would understand.”
Father looked at Talia then at Alpha King. When the Alpha King didn’t reprimand Talia, Father said, “Well then, explain.” I had to keep from cringing as I knew that tone. A beating always came later when Father used that tone.
“As I was saying, the report you provided, Alpha Jason, compared to the previous analysis, showed that the toxin was used but it missed key components that would be lethal,” Talia continued.
Father scowled. “That doesn’t prove anything. The toxin used was still dangerous. The intent remains.”
“There’s more. I had a third report. I had the blood tested that the toxin was pulled from to dose the Alpha King, thanks to Marco,” Talia countered, pulling out another report. She provided it to me and my father snatched it out of my hand to read.
Father looked impatient and asked, “And who is Marco?”
“He’s my Beta,” Nolan said flatly.
“So, you have a biased witness. He could’ve gotten that blood anywhere,” Father argued.
“Unlikely,” Healer Leslie interjected. “I checked the sample myself. Beta Marco’s batch of treated blood matches the one tested from the wine sample, not the one from rogues. And before you say I’m biased, I honestly couldn’t give a damn about what is going on here.”
Father frowned and said, “That doesn’t mean anything. The toxin was still used.”


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