Lucien's p.o.v
The grand council chamber was filled with an air of tension as I sat at the head of the table, surrounded by the elders and Alphas of my kingdom, including Alpha Reid. My commanding for the dismantling of his army has definitely made him and his cousin wacko and belligerent. But this particular topic of discussion was one that I had always dreaded, yet knew was inevitable.
"My King," began Elder Thorold this time, his voice grave with concern. "We have gathered here today to discuss a matter of great importance.
As you are aware, it has been many months since your coronation and ascension to the throne, and yet, you have not produced an heir."
I felt a surge of defensiveness and madness at his words knowing there's absolutely no way this meeting can end well. Especially
