He Stole My Children I Refused His Crown Chapter 12
He and my father were facing the same charge: treason.
Maya’s face went white.
“Alpha Marcus and Elliot have always defended the kingdom’s borders. How could they betray the royal family?”
I pressed a hand over hers. My fingertips were ice-cold, but I forced my voice to remain steady.
“They didn’t.”
This was Lucian’s move to shatter Ironvale Pack’s command structure in a single blow.
In my last life, he hadn’t dared strip my father of his military power until after he’d inherited the throne. This time, because of the theater scandal, he couldn’t afford to wait.
What happened with Celeste had cast doubt on his right to the throne. He urgently needed a victory grand enough to restore his reputation.
And for him, what could be more effective than exposing a border Alpha as a traitor?
The royal security committee handling the initial inquiry, the military inspection group, and three of the Councilors all answered to Queen Helena and Lucian.
Once the forged evidence went before a closed hearing, my father and Elliot would have little chance of emerging alive.
I sat in the study all night.
At dawn, Damien slipped over the terrace wall, avoiding royal surveillance.
He handed me a letter Elliot had sealed before his arrest, his expression grim.
“Lucian has already sent word through his people. If you accept the royal betrothal, there might be a chance to review Ironvale’s case.”
I gave a cold laugh.
After all this, he wasn’t just trying to force me to bow my head.
He wanted to keep me by his side and use me to control the Ironvale army.