197. Carlos
These were the reactions I had imagined for years. I always imagined the look on Javier's face when he learned the truth: that he wasn't royalty and that it had all been a farce.
"If h-he is the offspring of the Rushford family, then their family were the rightful royals of this land. His father was the alpha," the old man stated, his voice quivering with something between fear and disbelief.
Javier let out a sharp bark and an unbeliefing laugh, the sound echoing in the tense silence.
"What? Do you even hear yourself? You are trying to tell me that this imposter should be the Alpha of my pack?"
"Unfortunately for you, I have no interest in ruling," I said, my tone cold and unwavering. "But my sister, Athena, she is the rightful Alpha of this land. She is the heiress."
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