The Alpha King’s Special Mate
Murmurs spread like wildfire as they exchanged glances before returning their focus to us.
“Go ahead,” I challenged, my voice dripping with disdain. “Accept it. Become a slave to power and see where it leads you.”
Lucius ignored me, smirking as he addressed the crowd once more. “Look closely,” he said, waving the decree in the air. “This document states that if I were to eventually see my wolf, the crown should be taken from my brother Maximus and given to me. The signature and stamp of the late Alpha King—our father—are proof enough that this decree is authentic. Therefore, in accordance with his wishes, I, Lucius Northwood, accept the position of Alpha King.”