Alexia
“Do you even know what you are fighting for? You are all fighting because of a vendetta that doesn’t concern any of you. Evita and Castor are just using you. Can’t you see it?
You are giving your lives to people who don’t care whether you live or die. You are fighting for Evita, but she is holding onto a feud that she started by coveting someone else’s mate. And Castor was just a sick, delusional old man who also wanted a mate that did not belong to him.
What of your mates and beloveds? You are fighting a losing battle, and you will die here today. I am giving you a choice. Fight and die, or stand down and live.” I said in my royal tone, looking out over everyone. I see mom has Evita in a choke hold, and her one arm is already ripped off its socket.
“Castor is dead, we killed
