Haiden:
"What? How can someone deserve that fate? You raped her, and then you poisoned her. A slow poison that killed her in the next few hours. And what about the daughter?" Lydia had such courage to say all that to his face. But I guess her courage came from the fact that she knew we were in the same room, and that we wouldn’t let it escalate to the point where she’d die by William Stark’s hand.
"She deserved it because she asked for help. And she expected me to give her that help for free. Her husband was at war. She wanted me to send my warriors to save him. So what if I asked for something in return? Women are so self-centered and selfish. They want people to help them, to cater to them, but they don’t want to do anything in return. That’s not how it works," William Stark stated, sounding completely tone-deaf.
"Really? But then you didn’t send her husband any help at all?"
The way Lydia’s confidence was rising was shocking. But I was slowly starting to feel proud of her. She was better than her mother.
"Yeah, because I realized that man had nothing to return to," William Stark shrugged.
The royal beta had stopped smiling at this point. I guess he realized that if word got out, he’d be punished too. It would be hard for others to separate him from William Stark’s past and present crimes.
"What about the daughter? What did you do to her?" Lydia asked.
My body started to shake with anger. I was waiting for him to mention my sister.
"I don’t know. I guess she wasn’t very unforgettable. I brought her home. Maybe fucked her a few times. Maybe a few hundred times."
The minute he said that, he started to laugh as if it were some kind of joke. As always, he expected the royal beta to join in, but he wasn’t laughing. Maybe this was where his boundary started.
"Oh, come on. It was in the past. And that girl died. She couldn’t even take a few whips. I tossed her body away. I don’t even remember where. I’ve tossed so many bodies away. And why does it matter? Are you going to keep running your mouth?" William Stark said, mimicking a hand-talking gesture.
As Lydia stayed silent, William Stark laughed again.
"And you know why I’m answering all your questions? Because when you’re killing someone, you grant them one last wish. I know my secrets will be safer with your dead body." As he said that, he lunged at her.
But this is when she did something he didn’t expect, she slapped him.
The room went silent.
The royal beta’s eyes were wide open, and William Stark’s face was turned to the side, completely frozen. This was the first time a woman had taught him what true woman power was. But he and the beta were quick to lunge at her again.
"How fucking dare you!" William Stark yelled as he grabbed her by the hair and threw her onto the bed. The royal beta was already undressing.
"We should go out," I said to my wolf, because we were afraid they would hurt her.
"Just a few more minutes," my wolf uttered, pleading.
I turned my eyes to the side where Clementine was hiding. I could see her shadow move. She was already getting agitated. But we were waiting for just one last thing.
And it happened—finally, the climax.
The minute her father had stepped out of all his clothes, with the royal beta too, we came out.
The moment Clementine clapped, her father gasped. He was in the process of crawling onto the bed, his big belly hanging down, looking like a fucking pig. He screamed like a little bitch, and while trying to get off the bed, he rolled off, landing with his arms spread wide and his naked body facing the ceiling.
That’s when the door opened, and in came Yorick. He had brought the council members and alphas with him.


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