Elijah
I stood outside my father's chambers, my heart racing with anticipation. I had just received word that Luna Sandra had requested Scott's head on a platter, and I knew I had to act fast. As Alpha Damien's son and Scott's brother, I had a claim to the throne, and I wasn't about to let Luna Sandra or Scott take it from me.
I took a deep breath and entered the chambers, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of my father. He was sitting behind his desk, his expression unreadable.
"Elijah, my son," he said, his voice low and measured. "I've just had a very interesting conversation with Luna Sandra. It seems she wants Scott's head on a platter."
I nodded, my heart racing with excitement. "I know, Father. And I think I know why."
Alpha Damien raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Why is that?"
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