Helen’s POV
My nails had lengthened into my claws, and I tucked my hands behind my back, shaking, holding myself together. Juden was so unbelievably insulting; Joy and I wanted nothing more than to rip him apart.
But I was pregnant enough to be showing. The last thing I wanted was to hurt the pups. And the last time I had tried anything against Juden, I was helpless.
“That was before . . .” A little voice whispered in my ears. “You’ve mated with a lycan and a demon. You’re stronger now.”
I shook my head.
Judan snorted. “You disagree with me on your value? Then you think your motley heritage and my son’s own mixed breeding makes you worthy of any kind of throne?”
“You’re not,” Juden snarled. “The only thing you are fit for is exactly what happened to you. You’re worth nothing mo
