“The Alpha is dead!” he bellows. “You killed him. You killed my brother!”
My vision blurs. What? No! this isn’t happening.
“I didn’t—” My words die on my tongue when I see them.
Simond. Nalla. And Tati.
They stand at the threshold, faces void of any emotion as if all of them joined hands on betraying me.
Tati comes to me to taint me more. “I told her not to go. But she insisted. She even threatened to take her own life if I didn’t give her an invitation—”
“No!” My voice cracks as I turn to her. “You told me to drug him for you—”
A sharp slap cuts me off.
Alpha’s brother glares down at me. He was once a man who refused the throne, but now, with Alpha Rome dead, he is next in line.
I fall to my knees to beg more.
“I didn’t kill him, please,” I whisper. My trembling hand points at Tati. “She planned this—”
A slow, deliberate cough intervened.
Simond.
He steps forward, gaze void of warmth. I plead with my eyes, silently begging for him to save me. But then—
“I know my wife resents me but I never thought she’d go this far to ruin my reputation. Please, my lord, forgive me… and punish her for her crime.”
He pinned me more so I’d be punished death.