Chapter 2- The Poisoned CrownAURELIA POVAs my father’s heiress and future leader of our pack, I had stood in this same courtroom my entire life. I knew the outlay of it like I knew my name. Never once did I imagine I would be standing in it, in this manner. In the middle. Alone. Shocked. Confused. “Poison?” “During the council? That is a death warrant.” The murmurs poured from all sides of me, condemnation dripping in the air silently. They only fueled my confusion. I stood there unbound, but it felt like I was chained down as every leader murmured behind the palms of their hands, loathsome stares directed at me.My father, the Alpha of Bloodmoon Pack stood in a crisp black suit ahead, shoulders so broad they could snap the fabric at the seams, and tension radiating through him like an unwanted spell. He didn’t look at me. Not when panic tore through that ballroom as the elder died in my arms. Not when people went to him and whispered into his ear, not even when Mom sobbed by h
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