Lucas stood on the podium, looking over at his elders. Tarus stood by his hand right - Lycus' former position. He'd been made the new head of the elders as Lycus had formerly been.
Surprisingly, none of the them had died as he had thought. He had a feeling Lycus would kill most of them, maybe out of hate but it turned out, Lycus only hated one person. Him.
The thought of Lycus being the cause of his father's death always kept disturbing him, giving his heart a constant ache. But the deed had already been done and he had already taken his revenge - not the way he wanted to but he did anyways.
He had been cool with the very person that took his father's life. His so called 'friend'. Talk about some friendship there.
"Good to have you alive and back, Alpha Lucas." Tarus greeted with a bow
