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Chapter Nine - Rowan's P.o.V

Author: Vixara
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I had been staring at the same document for five minutes without reading a single word.

The ink bled into a blur of black against cream parchment while my mind strayed elsewhere, not on Marcus rotting in the Kingdom’s prison, not on his corrupt pack or the political fallout waiting to land on my shoulders.

On her.

The Beta’s voice cut through my thoughts.

“Marcus remains in custody within a cell reinforced with silver-lined stone. He hasn’t spoken since arrival.”

Good. I didn’t need his excuses.

“With no direct heir, the pack’s without an Alpha. The council appointed a steward to oversee daily affairs until you decide whether to replace Marcus directly.” The Beta said as he shifted the papers in his hands. “It won’t be a smooth transition. Most of the pack is loyal to him, or at least loyal to what he allowed them to be.”

Corruption clearly ran deeper than any decree could ever fix. A new Alpha might inherit nothing but rot.

“Document everything,” I said, my tone clipped. “I want eve
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