I Survived My Father’s Test And Took His Throne Chapter 17
Maybe it was my unyielding stare that finally made my father understand I was no longer the child who would sacrifice everything for Evelyn.
Or maybe he finally realized no explanation could ever erase what he had done.
In the end, before every pack representative and every live camera, he removed the crown, signed the abdication papers, and transferred royal security authority to me.
The Royal Council verified the original succession record listing me as first heir and confirmed the evidence of Evelyn’s dealings with the enemy kingdom.
Before dawn, the Council recognized me as Wilton’s new ruler.
My father was moved into the isolated wing of the royal castle reserved for deposed monarchs.
I revoked all his royal permissions and restricted his communications. Without my permission, he could not leave the surveilled building.
I promised not to execute Evelyn, and I kept her alive.
She was my only sister, the person I had once been willing to protect with my life.
A quick death would have been too merciful.
I did not disguise my revenge as law.
After the Royal Council concluded her treason trial, I used my authority as monarch to place her alone in the highest-security detention sector. I returned to her, one by one, the silver nerve clamps, the wolfsbane, and the prolonged isolation she had inflicted on me.