Claimed on the Throne

Talia POV

He pushed open a set of heavy doors at the end of the corridor.

The throne room.

It was Massive. Stone walls. High ceilings. The king's throne at the far end — carved dark wood, high-backed, the kind of seat that had held every Ravencroft Alpha before him.

Around it. The elder council chairs. The seats where people had called me temporary. Concubine. Baggage. Replacement.

All empty.

Just