Chapter 502: Angus Family

Chapter 502: Angus Family

"You do know sending for me is better than dragging me out like this," Micah said through gritted teeth as he pushed himself off the cold floor, the impact still rattling through his bones.

He dusted himself off and finally looked up only for his breath to hitch.

Micah recognized Elijah’s palace at first sight. He had grown up here, running through these halls as a boy thinking the world was his until life had taught him differently.

But that wasn’t what rooted him to the spot. It was the sight of Angus sitting on Elijah’s throne. Or more precisely, what used to be his throne.

The throne was carved from a single slab of obsidian, its surface polished so dark it devoured the light around it. The back rose high in jagged peaks, crowned with gold inlays. The armrests curved into snarling wolf heads, fangs bared as if forever guarding the one who sat there, their eyes set with tiny shards of moonstone. Crimson leather cushioned the seat, stitched with crescent patterns marking the Alpha King’s divine right. At the base, the moon goddess’s sigil was etched deep into the floor, worn smooth by centuries of Alpha kings who had ruled before.

And Angus had draped himself across the seat of power like it belonged to him.

Of course, he wasn’t alone.

"Hello, brother."

the name like it was poison

father’s third child and the one who had dared to summon him

easily the most dangerous of them all. She had slit her own mother’s throat and drained every drop of her magic just to claim that power for

From what Micah found out, she had even shared his bed in

was as nauseating

do I owe this...

a

Micah’s shoulders were squared, the set of his jaw daring either of them to push it

humming in the air like a predator’s purr, while

Micah was the very image of his father, a living photocopy, save for the eyes he’d inherited from

of this family excelled at, it was bedding women. Elijah had scattered his seed with nothing to show for it,

into the most protected place in the palace. Even now, he could hear the steady footsteps of guards patrolling outside the throne room yet no one came in to check. As if they couldn’t hear a thing or worse, as if something was keeping them away. And Micah knew without a doubt that it was Ziva’s

asked again when no one bothered

she had been asking the wrong question entirely. It was never him reaching out, rather it was Angus who knew exactly how

a father and daughter. Her

accused him, "and you didn’t bother to

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