Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 124

"We are the Rosenthal family, and you are one of us. I don't see any reason why you cannot go back to the place where you were born." Thomas Rosenthal said, his face devoid of emotion. Fiona stared at him, unsure whether he was geminely ignorant or simply pretending. How could he not understand the hell she had endured all those years?

Was he truly that foolish to think she would ever return to that place! That nightmare? Never!

Fiona snorted, her disdain evident. "You can go ahead and leave, Father. Thave no interest in discussing this with you."

Lord Rosenthal's frown deepened. His voice dropped to a menacing whisper. "Then perhaps it's time 1 reveal the truth-that you've been pretending to be poisoned all along"

Fiona raised an eyebrow, her surprise momentary. She couldn't believe how low he was willing to stoop to drag her back.

But was that really surprising? This was the same man who watched her daughter getting abused by the man he asked her to marry. Is there really something that this man wouldn't do for the sake of his own interests? However, this didn't stop her from suspecting something. For a moment. she let suspicion flickered in her eyes, but Lord Rosenthal mistook her reaction for fear-a fear of him exposing her supposed deception to the King and Queen:

"I can tell them." he continued his tone calculated. "That we, the Rosenthals, are immune to poison. As the blessed ones, we can heal ourselves without effort. And I can prove it." He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in. "You know the punishment for deceiving the royals is severe. Of course, I understand you don't care about the consequences for yourself. But, what about Prince Elijah**

Fiona's expression didn't waver, but her fists clenched at her sides as Thomas took a step closer. Now, he is going to use Elijah?

"He knew about your little charade, didn't he?" Thomas pressed, his smirk widening "His actions stirred sympathy among the Werewolf community. Now, they see him as a hero and want him to ascend as the next king-without even undergoing the Rite of Kings. That alone could be seen as treason. He's using you, Fiona, to manipulate public opinion and gain their favor. Or at least, that's how it might look to others"

stepped even closer, the smirk on his face growing sharper. "I wonder," he mused aloud, his words dripping with malice. "What punishment would

her lips curling into a mocking smile. "You How

forward. Now they stood mere inchies apart, neither willing to back down. Her smirk

for the first time. The punishment he had

mocking smirk-it unnerved him. Was she

the day, I am still your father. I am the clan head, and you shall listen to Obviously, consequences will be given once

I say.

hand. "Will you listen to yourself, Father?" she said. her

hardening. "Where were you when I told you Zach hit me

about the

were younger!" Fiona interrupted, her words sharp. "Didn't you say it was a mere misgaderstanding! That

face stiffened, but Fiona didn't stop.

Krew steadier,

the words poured

tracking slightly. "I begged you to let me inside the clan house. I beggest you to let me leave Hy face was swollen beyunal recognition?" she asked, her eyes burning with him. I knelt before you,

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