(Julia Robinson POV)
I opened my eyes and I was tied to the bedpost of King Arthur. A few tears rolled down my cheeks and were absorbed in the pillows. I didn’t dare to look down my body because I know, I will be lost all my strength after taking in my blood covered body. King Arthur was angry with me because I failed to convinced my sons to choose this throne over their Alpha duties, but in reality, I didn’t utter a word about it in front of my sons. Lucian and Archer already have enough on their plates and I don’t want to put my burden on their shoulders either. I closed my eyes and thought about the day when all this started.
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27 Years ago
“Mom! I am going to this camp and It is final,” I said while stomping my foot in anger. My mother turned towards me with a sweet smile on
