Isabella’s POV

Cold metal crackled across the platform, and I watched in blank horror as the clear liquid splashed across the marble. 

A collective inhale rippled through the crowd. A few gasps. One or two poorly stifled exclamations of dismay. I was certain their reactions were in response to my apparent slight to the Alpha King. 

But the horror blanketing my limbs…the fear that tightened my throat and made it difficult to ...