ALAN POV
"Our father is being taken to the King to be dealt with," Aaron’s voice was firm, final, via mindlink.
"Punishment is needed."
Damn right it was.
I exhaled slowly, rolling my shoulders as I processed the news. Alek was quiet beside me, but I knew he was listening, taking in every word the same way I was.
Our father had sentenced us to years of suffering. Of pain. Of being molded into his twisted version of what Alphas should be. And now? Now, he would finally know what it meant to be powerless.
Some years in the King’s dungeons seemed only fitting.
It wouldn’t undo the past. It wouldn’t change the scars left on our bodies and souls. But justice would be served fairly.
And King Vaden was nothing if not fair.
I shook the thoughts away. Tonight wasn’t about him
