Leo’s POV
“The old broad bit it, too?” My uncle Garrett cackled hysterically like a maniac as he dangled in chains from the ceiling. “That’s better than we dreamed!”
“Shut up, you i***t!” Alfred hisses at Garrett. “I wasn’t a part of this ridiculous plot!”
“Really?” I remark sarcastically. “Because it seems to me that whenever the king was making some of the worst decisions of his reign, especially any that affected my family the most, you were front and center whispering ideas in his ear. I order you to tell me whose idea it was for the king to kill me 11 years ago!”
“That was Glen!” Alfred claims, and I believe him. It may be unofficial at this point, but my Royal lycan powers became stronger the moment that Alexander’s soul left his body. I am irrevocably his heir because of
