REJECTING THE ALPHA KING
Connor shot me a glare from the other side of the table, and I cocked an eyebrow at him.
This blasted meeting has been going on for hours. In this room, all the Alpha kings and their assistants sat, debating on how to settle the issues between our class and the werewolf community as a whole. I had no idea why I was still on this table, but I've had enough of hearing these arrogant men's voices.
I'm done with this fucking meeting.
The arguements paused as I got up from my seat, and all eyes turned towards me.
Alpha Alfred, the most insufferable and the oldest King, old enough to be my father, spoke up. "Uh Seth, we are not done here."
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