“Strength means nothing in a woman who forgets her place,” he snapped, “You were born to support, not lead.”
The words punched through me. “So I should have lost to make you comfortable?” I spat bitterly, “You raised me like a warrior only to cage me like a pawn.”
A stunned hush fell over the crowd. His jaw clenched. Fury flickered in his eyes like fire catching wind.
“You dare question me?” His voice boomed, his cold eyes turned murderous.
I barely had time to brace myself when a frightening crunch of bone and sinew, my father transformed. His furiously black wolf loomed over me, radiating dominance and demanding submission.
Power exploded from him, thick and oppressive, slamming into me like a tidal wave. My lungs seized. My knees hit the stone floor with a crack.
His massive black wolf snarled, his aura like a storm pressing down on my spine. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. My wolf whimpered deep inside, instinctively submitting under the weight of his dominance.
“I’ve made my decision,” he declared, his voice booming across the arena, echoing against stone and silence.
“Since no candidate proved themselves worthy today, the Alpha title will pass to my nephew.”
My breath caught like a blade in my throat.
My cousin?
A ripple of stunned gasps spread through the crowd, but my ears barely registered them. The ache in my chest drowned out everything.
Though he wasn’t done.
“As for Seraphina,” he continued, voice cutting through me like steel, “will marry the Alpha King.”
The world stopped. Just… stopped.
“…What?” I whispered. My voice didn’t even sound like mine. It came from somewhere small and broken. “You—no…you wouldn’t—”
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