And what did they want from me?
“Son,” I turned to Kellan, letting my lycan rise close enough to the surface that I knew my eyes were glowing red. The power felt foreign after so many years of suppression, like flexing a muscle that had atrophied. I put every single ounce of lycan dominance behind my words, authority I hadn’t used since I’d fled to the woods. “What is the meaning of all this. Now.”
The effect was immediate. Kellan’s head bowed instinctively, his lycan recognizing the power of his alpha king even as his human mind rebelled. The struggle was visible on his face, veins standing out on his forehead as he fought against the compulsion.
“I want you to step down,” he said through gritted teeth, the words forced out despite his wolf’s submission. “Renounce the crown to me and g
