Barbara's POV
There was absolutely no escape from this nightmare anymore. The walls I had carefully constructed around my secrets were crumbling faster than I could rebuild them.
What in the hell had I ever done to deserve her relentless pursuit? Why was this woman so determined to destroy everything I had worked for, everything my family had built?
The Captain's piercing gaze remained fixed on me, unwavering and cold. Her presence filled the throne room with an energy that made my skin crawl. Even my dormant Lycan, who had remained silent for so long, seemed to stir uneasily in the depths of my consciousness.
"Princess Barbara, when you shifted into your Lycan form at seventeen, what emotions did you experience?" The Captain posed her question with calculated precision, and I found myself struggling to formulate a response that wouldn't damn me further. "More specifically, were you pleased to assume the role of your brother's Beta?"
