The Alpha's Unwanted Queen
Looking either of them in the eye was a punishable offense.
Victoria descended the steps slowly, her leather boots clicking rhythmically against the stone. Every step radiated a casual, cruel elegance. She wore a gown of rich, forest-green velvet that caught the dim torchlight—a dress that should have belonged to the eldest daughter, but Victoria wore it like a birthright. Behind her loomed Alpha Silas, his massive frame casting a suffocating shadow over the entire room. His dominant Alpha aura flooded the small space, thick and heavy with the scent of pine and rotting copper. It pressed down on Eva’s chest, making it hard to draw a full breath.
"Look at it," Victoria sneered, stopping just
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