MIAS POV

I glared at Keith, my patience snapping as he paced before us like some grand villain in a pathetic play. His voice was thick with arrogance, dripping with the delusion of a man who thought the world owed him everything.

My father, he sneered, was the rightful heir to the Alpha title. But your father stole it from him. Stole what should have been ours.

I tilted my head, unimpressed. Let me guess, I muttered, crossing my arms. And now ...