WHO OWNS THE THRONE?

Abena POV

One thing with being a quiet person, or should I say, not saying the right word, at the right time, will make you feel like, you're weak, stupid, and don't have anything to say, because, tell me why this boy could come put a challenge to fight for his birthright, right in my face, like my introduction doesn't sound anything to him. I am the Luna of Winterhaven pack and my words stand.

I swear, I'm beginning to lose my patience, and might not be too long before I cut off his throat; not like I can anyway, he's the prince of the pack and will surely have answers to give, if not, just if not.

“I'm the one with the power?” I said immediately. If I'm going to let this spoiled brat have his time to order a lot of people around, he will do worse than he already has.

I'm the one with the power, young man. How may I help you? I asked, fixating my eyes on him, reading his emotions, which were clouded with fear and shock.

Is he surprised to see that the woman he just finished badmouthing has the power over life and death? Or is he just not expecting it to be the one he least expected?

Are you dumb now? I whisper loudly beneath his hearing.

Who gave that to you, did you sleep your way to steal it from my late father, speak the truth or I devour you, right this minute? He cried, sorrowfully.

“Hehehe!” I laughed. Don't get me wrong, what he just said now is more funny than any other thing, I've heard all my life. He wants me to speak up fast before he will devour me?” I asked myself, not expecting an answer.

I turned to him, with a more serious look, Killing look, if you understand what I'm talking about. The Kind  that I will snap my fingers and he's out from the surface of the moonlight. If not for the promises I made to my loving husband, to take care of his family and teach these motherfucking, so-called, princes of the pack some manners on how to respect each other.

Now, suddenly the throne has become his birthright, but same them, left his dying father and went and lived in the city. Bullied every single girl in the pack, and made some flee the pack, in fear of their gruesome attack.

“What do you mean, you're the one with my birthright?” Zain snapped.

Our birthright!! Damon, Micah, and Kael chorused together.

I smiled silently, I loved the drama, and believe me when I say, I'll destroy whatever was left of them. They can't even trust themselves enough to volunteer who amongst them would be the next alpha of the pack. And I don't expect them to even do so, it's my duty to bring them from zero to nothing.

“Yes, I am.” I chipped boastfully! Don't get me wrong, I'm the only one with the mantle of justice and the late king already gave me go ahead to make these princes.

I don’t expect them to understand, this is just the beginning of their falling, because I have a lot of mischief down my lane to display.

‘’Enough of the banter, the court is dismissed!’’ I said and rose to my feet. I'm done with their repetitive display of power, or who gets to take over the throne.

‘’You're going nowhere, until someone tells me, why this golddigger is threatening me and my brothers over what’s rightfully ours.’’ Zain's loud voice stopped me in my tracks.

I turned and smiled towards him; until each of you had proven worthy of being an Alpha, the throne and this pack will be ruled by me, get to work and stop crying like weak little boys. I said and left them in total confusion.