Brielle
I was right about this dinner revealing a lot about the truth, but the last thing I ever thought would happen was reuniting with my father and my first mate, Cole.
I never dreamt of it, and as he publicly called me a bastard, I could only feel anger. Unmask-able anger.
My hands shook and my throat aches from it.
My father turned to Cole and pointed. “Can you imagine that trash is the queen of the kingdom? And I’m expected to show respect to that waste of pace?”
Lydia snorted on my left, and I gritted my teeth as I blinked back tears.
For years I begged for his love, his admiration. But nothing was ever enough. He never showed he loved me. Only insults. Abuses, maltreatment from the only family I knew.
“My discarded mate, I bet she feels so special in that crown, and she sh
