Willow’s eyes fill with tears. “You don’t mean that. You love me. I know you do. No matter what you do, I know a part of you will love me. Father said so. Father said you will love me.”
“Your father lied,” I growl at her. “Did you think I would give another female my heart and my body when my fated mate was alive and well?”
I see the flicker of hatred in her eyes, the madness tainted with pure loathing. “Your fated mate? That b***h is a dark witch! She’s not worthy of being queen! Don’t you dare give her my place, Darian! Alice deserves to be put down like a dog! She’s not better than me! She can never be better than me! Don’t you dare make her the queen! I’ll kill you all! I’ll kill her and that bastard child!”
Enraged, I shove Willow backward into the cell. “She is better than you. An
