Candance's POV
I was in a clearing that resembled an open stadium, but it was circular and surrounded by seats occupied by members of the royal pack who were constantly insulting me. I was greeted by familiar faces of members at the breakfast table and, of course, the Beta, Camilla. In the center of the clearing was a sizable platform with few seats.
The security guys shoved me up to the podium and when I got there, the jeers got louder.
All kinds of epithets, including "Witch! Liar! Harlot," were hurled at me. As I ascended the podium, I noticed my daughter sobbing there.
I cried "Baby!" as I yanked myself away from the security officers and ran towards her. I threw my handcuffs around her and she gave me a sobbing hug in return.
She yelled out in agony, "Mummy, they want
