Inside the cells, Tom and Xackery were yelling at each other. Even though they were housed separately, they could hear each other.
"You said you could arrange everything. You did a lousy job."
"Your wife said she drank it."
"Well, your wife said they both drank it. She would be dead right now if they had. Obviously they were both wrong. If she had just married me, we would have the crown right now and you would have the packs. She was just so dammed stubborn. When you caught her looking for her mate, I gave him and his friends those drinks. She still accepted him, even after I drugged him and he hurt her. I thought she would accept me for sure after all that, I couldn't believe it when dad said she was the rightful heir. How pathetic, a woman as the heir. At least as my wif
