Alpha Asher POV
The ride to the Red River pack’s estate was long. My carriage had been shaking most of the way because of the muddy bog and by the time we arrived, my patience was wearing thin.
I had little time for this, I was tired and restless. I needed to be in my home resting but here I was in my way to a pack of no mention.
It could not be helped not when this situation demanded my attention while I still had control as my elders liked to remind me. Factions within the council were eager to see Damon elevated as Lycan King, and while I didn’t doubt my own strength or authority, I couldn’t ignore the threat.
I leaned back in my seat, recalling Elder Dam and his topic of conversation with me just a week ago.
"Certain pack factions are eager to see Damon elevated to Lycan King,
