Even I gasped at my mate’s cold question. In fact, I'm the only one who gasped in the entire room. Beta Fionn and the other guards remained stoic as if seeing my mate bestow punishment was just a normal thing for them to witness.

My father’s breath became an icy mist of sight to behold. “Your Majesty, please!” His pleading voice was strange to my ears. I never heard the great Alpha of the Moonflame Pack ever beg, not so much as plead.

My mate shook his head. His silver hair, like strands of iridescent moonlight, swayed when a cool wind passed by.

“Answer.”

My father’s throat bobbed. “My head....