Jason’s POV
How dare she mock me!
I stormed away from the training grounds, boots crunching against the dirt. The memory of Talia’s expression replayed again and again. She looked at me with disdain as if she, an omega, was better than me. Losing face in front of her was humiliating. I would get even. I’d make her regret not accepting me back.
Henry was near the racks of Hunting Rite equipment, reviewing the list of equipment. He straightened the moment he saw me, but I could see him tense as he saw my expression.
“What happened now?” Henry asked.
“Check everything again,” I snapped, my voice carrying farther than I intended. “The bows, the blades, the spears. Every strap, every shaft, every notch. Nothing can be out of place.”
Henry’s brow furrowed, but he gave a crisp nod. “I checked them yesterday and I just finished checking them,” he said as he motioned to the document in his hand.
“Then check them again,” I barked. “If I lose so much as a single point because of a cracked string or a loose grip, it’ll be your fault. Do you understand?”
“Jason, what is going on with you?” He asked in surprise.
“Do you understand me?” I snapped, ignoring his question.
His jaw tightened, but he kept his voice even. “Yes, Alpha. I’ll see to it.”
I paced a few steps before turning back on him. My frustration wasn’t just with the equipment. “Well? Did you at least find out anything about the princess?”
Henry hesitated. I caught the flicker in his eyes before he answered, and my anger spiked.
“Don’t make me ask you again, Henry!” I growled.
“No,” he admitted. “It’s strange. For the Alpha King’s favorite and only daughter, she’s unusually well-hidden. I haven’t been able to trace her movements at all. Wherever she stays, it isn’t where the other royals are housed.”
My teeth ground together. “How is that possible? She isn’t a ghost. Everyone knows she exists. So why is it that no one sees her?”
Henry spread his hands helplessly. “I don’t know, Alpha. It’s almost as if the Alpha King has gone out of his way to keep her location guarded. Either that, or the guards are under orders not to speak about her.”
My thoughts darkened. The Alpha King shielding her so thoroughly meant she was valuable. That only made me want her more.
Before I could say more, my father’s voice thundered through the mind-link, sharp and commanding, “Jason.”
I straightened instinctively as though he stood in front of me. “Father,” I answered through the mind-link, pushing the irritation out of my tone.
“How are preparations going?” he asked.
“All is ready. Beta Henry is checking the equipment again,” I reported. “I’ve trained harder than ever. No one but Nolan poses a real threat.”


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