Rion’s POV
“Alpha…” his voice cracked. “It’s really bad! The king…”
“Is dead?” I said dryly, and Tyler stifled a laugh.
William, on the other hand, looked horrified. “No! He’s enraged!” He replied. “The new demands he placed on the pack are just too many!”
He had barely finished spitting out the King’s demand when his mouth kept moving, words tumbling faster like he was trying to outrun the explosion he knew was coming.
“And that’s not all, Alpha,” he rashed, voice cracking. “The King just sanctioned the new decree…our tribute to the throne is now five times what we already send every month. Five times. Our coffers are already choking, families will be skipping meals at this point, warriors are already training on half-rations. How the hell is the pack supposed to survive this?”
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