“We appreciate that you called us here. You have missed countless meetings. Although we appreciate your Beta’s attendance, your presence is still very much needed.” Linus said. His age was close to Marius so he was part of the elder generation.
Alpha Marius and the others nodded in agreement. “I hope you are not avoiding a certain discussion,” commented Adrian, the youngest Alpha present. He was alluding to the matter of me being the future king of werewolves. The position was originally intended for my father, but now that he’s gone, they wanted me to take his place. This discussion was long overdue, as my father had been evading it for years, finding it difficult to explain the reasons to me.
His death, along with the deaths of my mother and younger brother, finally made me understand why. I didn’t want to face the council because I resented the topic. However, I knew I couldn’t deny them any longer. There was a reason they chose my father and then me.