Chapter 38

"Care to join me, Lady Lyra?" I take my steps dreadfully, now right before the steps of the throne as I think this is insane. For someone other than the Queen or even a relative to stand beside the King upon the throne is something I've never heard of.

I ascend the steps, taking my place beside the King as my legs slightly shake, looking around the room as the Alphas await the trial. "Bring him in."

The sound of chains scraping the marble floors send shivers down my spine. The room becomes silent as the noise grows closer, my skin paling as I catch the first glimpse of Steven, still in his suit from last night, his hair a mess, and his hands burned from the silver chains.

Steven is brought before the stairs of the throne, forced down into his knees as my blood boils. I should not feel anything for this man who rejected me and made me rogue, but as I look upon this vulnerable Alpha, with no power against the King, I find not pity, but sympathy.