Malrik POV

“The Alpha’s seat would never have belonged to them,” Dashira said, her voice sharpened with venom. She leaned back in her chair, arms folded tightly across her chest, her face shadowed with resentment.

“Rhydian was the rightful heir. If he had lived if his child had lived it would be his bloodline leading us now. Not Drethos’s pathetic branch.”

Her eyes gleamed, something colder sparking in their depths.

“Drethos has always been weak. Worthless. A hollow imitation ...