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Spencer's POV“The Lycan King has been poisoned.”The moment the words pass Doctor Danbury’s lips, my mother and I push past her, rushing into the morgue. Behind us are the fridges holding all the other bodies, but right now, my father’s is the only one laid out on display. I thought seeing him dead in his office was bad enough. But here he is now, eyes finally shut. The blood has been wiped from his lips. His skin is still blue, but now he’s lying down neatly, a blanket pulled up over his waist. I can see the Y-shaped slits cut into his chest where Doctor Danbury has carved into him to see what secrets his corpse now holds. “No.” My mother shakes her head firmly as she and Doctor Danbury join me at the table. “No, that–that’s not possible. The Lycan Royal Family has been training our whole lives to withstand poison attacks! Damien certainly survived quite a large number of them over the course of his life. He would have known the taste of it, the smell, the texture. He would have c

Spencer's POVAs I make my way to the palace, I can feel the sheer force of my rage crackling in my chest. My whole life, I’ve known that it’s been my destiny to be the Lycan King. Because of this, my parents spent my whole life pushing me to my limits–throwing me into dangerous situations and forcing me to grow up far too soon all for the sake of being the perfect leader. They made me cold and calculating and emotionless. They cost me a childhood all because of who they wanted me to be. It took years of preparation for me to get to where I am today, but if there’s one thing I know for certain, it’s that I’m ready to be king. And Colin most definitely is not. I don’t think he’s a threat. When it comes down to it, I believe he’ll be easy enough to subdue. But I’m afraid of the damage he can wreak before I can get to him–all the harm he could do before he’s dead. I need to kill him. Not just to serve my own purposes and reclaim my place as the Lycan Crown Prince, but for the good o

Spencer's POV“You can’t stop me!” I want the words to sound menacing as I glare my mother down, but no matter my intentions, I find myself sounding far more plaintive than I’d like to. Still, I set my jaw and continue to meet my mother’s gaze, narrowing my eyes at her. “I’ll kill him,” I growl at her. “One way or another, I’ll kill him. Whatever you’re trying to do right now, it won’t last. I’ll get to him eventually.” My words feel like they’re losing their weight, though, as the guards behind me continue to bring Colin to the dungeon. Colin catches my eye, and his expression isn’t one of smugness or gloating–he looks relieved by his escape from certain death. I scowl bitterly. He’s going to be down there now, locked in the very cells where just earlier today we incurred a prison break. We still haven’t had a chance to reevaluate the security system, so who knows what he could possibly get up to–Was this his plan all along? Kill my father, get sent to the dungeon, and then brea

Spencer's POVBefore I can respond to Ivy’s question, my mother’s voice rings sharply through the air. “Don’t tell her anything!” She snaps. Ivy frowns, tilting her head in confusion. I can almost feel the gears in her mind whirring. Ivy is a smart girl–she’s certainly figured out by now that something unusual has happened in the palace. And I can tell that, after everything she’s been through, she has absolutely no interest in being kept out of the loop. I want to tell her what happened, for her own safety. My father was killed within these very walls–any member of the Lycan Royal Family, or anyone with proximity to us, could be the next target. “Go away, Mother,” I snap at her, rolling my eyes. “You’ve done enough damage here.”My mother huffs. “I’m trying to protect you, and this family! Which she certainly isn’t a part of.” I can see the irritation flashing in Ivy’s eyes, but she bites her tongue for now. “I’ll deal with this myself,” I say to my mother, dragging a hand down

Ivy's POVOnce Delilah makes her way into the dungeon, Spencer and I have to wait several minutes in order to follow her without her noticing. “What do you think is happening between Delilah and Colin?” I ask. “I don’t know,” Spencer admits, shifting back and forth. “I… I heard them talking, awhile back. I think Colin was trying to talk her into starting an affair, but that’s just how he always is, I guess, trying to take away anything that belongs to me–” Suddenly, remembering the context of his words, Spencer realizes the impact of what he’s just said/. His piercing, endless gaze settles on me, waiting for my reaction. I cross my arms over my chest and raise an eyebrow at Spencer. I know what he’s referring to–the way Colin flirted with me back when Spencer and I were together. Sylvia filled me in on Colin’s behaviours and patterns. I know that Colin was just trying to rile Spencer up. “I don’t belong to you,” I tell Spencer. “And I never have. But you think Colin has been tryi