Sir Carlos’ POV
I woke up to the sound of someone knocking at my door. The sun was yet to ride it route across the sky.
“What is it?” I asked as I walked to door, throwing it open to see a messenger.
“Sorry for the disturbance this early,” he said, wiping his eyes as he yawned.
Looks like I’m not the only one who they disturbed this morning, I thought as I looked at the young lad standing in front of me.
“What is the message?”
“The elders are convening in the meeting room, and your presence is needed as you were the deceased alp—”
“Enough with all of that. I know my position is in the pack. You don’t have to remind me of my duties.”
I looked at the young man, who obviously lacked a good night’s rest.
What could they want to discuss the early in the morning? I thought as I shut the
