The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate (Jason and Laila) by Caroline Above Story novel Chapter 390

Chapter 390

Laila’s POV

The scene was brutal, but I didn’turn away. My uncle was a vile man, responsible for so many deaths, so much hardship. By werewolf laws, he deserved far worse than a quick death, but I was glad that Jason hadn’t stretched it out overlong.

Richard was a terrible, horrible man, but he was still my family. Inside, I mourned the family that I could have had. My parents around me, raising me to be their heir. Richard could have been a doting uncle, a supporter to help raise me, an advisor to help me make the right choices.

Instead, he chose selfishness. Brutality. He didn’t care who he hurt in his quest for power. Ever his own brother. His own niece.

He wouldn’t be remembered as a kind man. He’d be labeled a traitor. A false leader. A tyrant.

That was a legacy of his own design. He could have been a good man, but in the end, he just… wasn’t.

Jason shifted back to his human form. My uncle’s blood was drenched down the front of his chin, his suit. He spat out some onto the ground. My uncle stayed in his wolf form, never to shift out of it.

“I am Laila’s champion!” Jason announced. “I have slain the false Alpha in her name. She is your leader now!”

Curiously, the people started coming away from the walls, looking at me, at the destruction here, at Richard’s broken neck.

“Is he really dead?” they whispered. “Is this nightmare truly over?”

I sat at my uncle’s desk, frowning at the personal effects of his that littered his desk. No photos of family or anything so sentimental. Instead, various awards and medals were here and there. I wondered how many he actually earned and how many he had bestowed upon himself for his own perceived greatness.

Soon, I’d have those collected and melted down for more useful purposes. For now, I had more important matters.

“I want a review on all the prisoners in the dungeons,” I said. “Thave a suspicion that Richard put his enemies there, whether they were guilty or not Start with Healer Larry I want him released at once”

The Elders nodded approvingly, and a servant was sent off to complete the task

“Alpha, if I may,” said one of the Elders “We know that you are under the effects of wolfsbane The former Alpha kept his own surplus of the cure, while luniting what was available to the public ”

“I need two duses,” I said. “One for my daughter and for myself. But I want that surplus otherwise emptied and given to the people that need it.”