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Chapter 14: The Cruel Prince

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Caspian's POV:

No one is born equal. Not us, not the humans, not the Fae, not the monsters, not the gods and not even twins.

There will always be the strong and the weak, the love and unloved, the adored and the hated, the favored and the forgotten.

My brother—the loved—emerges from the shadows of the forest with his friends.

Lightning cracks above us, bathing the forest in its light.

I had hoped the storm would mask the direction of my howl long enough for me to leave unseen. No matter.

His wolf dwarfs those of his companions as he slowly approaches me alone. They should've followed him, he hates that they fear me. One of them will be made an example of later.

I sigh. It was not my intention for harm to befall another wolf because of me.

“Hello, brother” he growls through the mind link, “I don't remember ordering you to follow us. I thought that lesson I taught you earlier meant this won't happen again”

Of course, he makes note of the lesson, which was nothing more than him orde
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