The Alpha’s Boom

Malakai stumbled in with his Beta Archer and a few other members of his patrol. Amani noticed immediately how unkempt he looked. His dress shirt was only halfway buttoned and half tucked in under his open suit jacket. His unruly hair looked as if he had merely run his fingers through it a few times and called it a day.

"Father, what a magnificent celebration you have here!" Malakai exclaimed, grabbing two champagne glasses off a servant's tray and swiftly downing them both. He carelessly dropped the empty glasses, causing everyone to startle at the sound of them shattering.

Without missing a beat, Malakai grabbed another glass of champagne and raised it in the air. "Allow me to be the first to toast in your honor." He began to stumble towards the King, almost losing his footing, but Archer quickly came to his aid. Malakai brushed him off with a dismissive wave. "I'm good, I'm good," he reassured, trying to maintain his composure.

"Malakai, why don't you come and have a seat?" The King