•Dahlia•
“You mean to say that your claim to the throne, the crown, your blood… None of it is true…” I rose up from the bed, taking cautious steps from Hayden.
However, he stood up too and rushed to me, saying defensively, “Darius’s claim to the throne wasn’t true either. He put himself there. Real werewolf loyalty has been lost for centuries and none might even exist now.”
His words seemed to cause a strong reaction in my brain, making it feel as if it was about to explode.
“In all that you said, how can I even be sure that you’re telling the truth? Even if you were, why would you even tell me? Isn’t being a fake king something that you’re supposed to keep to yourself and never let anyone else know?” I pointed an accusatory finger at Hayden.
He flexed his jaw before speaking again. “
