In a distant place on the other side of the kingdom, a man strikes a wooden table with his hand. He is punting over and you can see in his breathing the pent-up anger.
"When will you be able to give me what you promised!?" He asked a woman standing and facing the large cooking pot. "D*mn! It's been a few months, but we still can't do even the slightest damage to the kingdom! We're not doing any better!"
The woman turned to the man. Her hair is brown, long, and wavy. She was wearing a red dress and a black cloak tied around her waist.
The woman grinned before responding. "You're in too much of a hurry, alpha." The alpha she was talking to and was sitting in front of her was none other than Alpha Jonathan. The woman came up to him, "I'm still waiting for the right chance."
Jonathan stare
