THIRD PERSON POV
Mark took the best suite at the pack's Hotel. He ordered a five-course dinner and a bottle of French brandywine, soaked in a steaming tub, considered one of the w****s in town, and got drunk instead. He slept until midmorning the next day.
Because of the drink, he slept deeply, unlike the previous two nights, when he'd tossed about restlessly, due to his unrequited lust for Power, but now that it has been achieved, he had no reason to be restless. He wasn't exactly used to being patient with what he wanted, especially when it came to powers and authority.
Besides, he worked too hard for this position and now all he needed was the elders by his side, but he had doubts that would work. he suspected, because he was a taboo to their existence, being the most powerful of the
