Chapter 62 Alpha Grayson's pov 

I looked down at my daughter's bruised, swollen eyes and face. The red, fresh brand on her cheek was still bloody and I couldn't understand why our council would do something so barbaric. I laid Amelia on the bed and Violet came rushing to my side.

"Why did they brand her?" She questioned in a choked voice. Amelia's eyes opened to slits and she looked up at us both as she smiled slightly.

"Mother and Father…you are both like me," she mumbled softly and my heartstrings pulled.

"Yes, we are your parents and exactly like you, dearheart. You were taken by the head of the council, to be trained for a seat upon it," I explained to her.

"My legs were broken when they held me down to brand me…I got hungry and bit one of the council members called Astrid. She and Emlyn beat me, and the others held me down as they branded my face," she coughed and some blood spittle fell down her chin. I felt my anger bubbling within my gut and Auberon was cursing within my mind.

"They attempted to remove her