Alice
"What the hell are you doing?" The voice cracked down like thunder. Before I could react, iron fingers clamped around my wrist and yanked me away from Caspar.
"Your Majesty—" Caspar's voice spiked with alarm.
I looked up. Cedric's dark blue eyes burned with rage. His jaw was locked tight, a vein pulsing at his temple. The alpha dominance rolled off him in waves, making my wolf want to submit on instinct.
But I wouldn't.
I forced myself to breathe, to stay calm. I met his stare head-on. "What I do is none of your business."
"What did you just say?" His voice dropped to something dangerous. His grip tightened until I thought my bones would crack. "You want a divorce?"
"You heard me?" I didn't flinch from his anger. "You should be thrilled. A divorce means you and Victoria can finally be together. No more pretending I don't exist."
The thought burned through me—he never loved me anyway. His heart belonged to her. So why should I stay here and relive the nightmare?
I wouldn't go through that pain again. Wouldn't be betrayed again. Wouldn't lose my child again. Wouldn't die in those flames again, drowning in despair.
I'd take my child and leave this godforsaken place forever.
"What game are you playing?" His chest heaved. The fury in his eyes could've swallowed me whole. "You think this'll get my attention? Alice, what the hell do you want?"
"Think whatever you want." I frowned, struggling against his grip. "Let me go!"
"Divorce isn't your call to make!" He growled, his voice hard with authority.
Then he spun around and dragged me away.
"Cedric! Let go of me!" I fought him, but he was too strong. I couldn't break free.
"Caspar." Cedric stopped suddenly, looking back. His voice turned to ice. "Go report for punishment. And—"
He paused. Something dangerous flickered in his eyes. "Stay away from the Queen. Or there'll be consequences."
"Your Majesty..." Caspar seemed about to explain.
But Cedric was already hauling me away.
"You have no right to treat Caspar like that!" I struggled and shouted. "He didn't do anything!"
"I'm the King. That's all the right I need!" His voice was cold and unyielding. "And you're my mate. I decide who gets near you."
"Let go!" I pounded on his arm. "Cedric! Where are you taking me?"
"To make amends," he said coldly.
Amends?
What amends? What was he talking about?
Then he stopped at a familiar door, and my heart lurched like it'd been struck. Victoria's room. My stomach dropped.
Victoria. The vicious woman who killed me and my child in my past life. The woman I once believed was my true sister. The woman who schemed her way to Cedric's side and destroyed me.
I still remembered that night on the forest altar, the twisted hatred on her face. "Why? Why does an ugly freak like you get to be Queen? I should be Queen! Me!"
Her voice still echoed in my ears.