"Alpha Blackwood. You have been summoned to answer questions regarding the injuries sustained by your daughter during the competition."Darius's voice was formal. Precise. Every word placed like a stone in a wall. He sat on the raised platform alongside Orion, both kings in full royal regalia—crowns, ceremonial armor, the works.Aria stood at the back of the throne room, hidden behind a column. She wasn't supposed to be here. Blake had told her about the summons in a whisper during breakfast, and she'd followed the guards to the throne room, slipping in through a side entrance.Her father stood in the center of the room. He looked calm. Polished. The perfect Alpha—strong jaw, straight back, every hair in place. If you didn't know what he was, you'd think he was a good man.Aria knew what he was."Your Majesties." Alpha Blackwood bowed low. "I'm grateful for your concern regarding my daughter. It's been a difficult time.""We're told she was found in a corridor with three cracked ribs,
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