Damion’s POV The iron bit into my wrists, the chains soaked with wolfsbane, each breath a battle. My wolf snarled within me, clawing for freedom, but the poison kept him caged.Lucius paced before me, his grin sharp as broken glass. “Look at you,” he sneered, crouching low so his eyes gleamed level with mine. “Alpha King, reduced to a dog on a leash. Just like your father before you.”I growled, my voice raw. “Don’t you dare speak of him.”His chuckle was low, dangerous. “Oh, but I will. You think Anthony was some glorious leader? He was a fool. Too honorable. Too trusting. He never saw it coming.”My heart stuttered. “What are you saying?”“You wear your father’s crown, and you’ll die the way he did,” he taunted, voice low and sharp. “By my hands.”I snarled, tugging against the chains. “Don’t you dare—”“Oh, I dare,” Lucius hissed, leaning closer so I could see the madness in his eyes. “It was me, Damion. I killed Anthony. I cut his brakes myself. And then—” he laughed, bitter and
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