MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS
I crouched behind the broken wall of the east barracks, my hand resting on the hilt of my blade, eyes locked on the flickering glow ahead.
A firepit burned in the center of the clearing, its light catching the faces of soldiers who were supposed to be loyal to my mother.
Instead, they leaned in close to Ashar, drinking in his poison.
“…she is growing weak,” Ashar’s voice carried, bold and confident. “The army should not bend to a woman’s vanity. When the time comes, we strike, and the throne will belong to us.”
The fools nodded, some even clapping his shoulder, their whispers swelling with dangerous agreement. I smirked.
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