My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian Novel - Chapter 112

Lyra

"You are a monster," I said.

"I am a King," my father stated. He leaned back in his chair. "And look where she is now. She is sitting at the right hand of the Butcher. She wears the colors of the most feared pack on the continent. I did not ruin her, Lyra. I forced her into greatness."

He actually believed it. He justified the systemic, chemical abuse of his own daughter as a masterstroke of strategy.

"She will find out," I threatened him. My voice shook with a toxic mix of adrenaline and raw hatred. "I will tell her. I will send a courier to Ironmaw. I will write down exactly what you did—"