THIRD PERSON'S POV
Alpha Alexander paced up and down his office. He couldn't decipher the kind of emotion that was reeling inside of him. His sworn enemy—Heck! One of his sworn enemies was down.
‘He shouldn't have died now. That bloody fool,’ Alexander thought to himself. Even in his death King Jefferson made sure to mock him in the most shaming manner.
He'd already sent a petition to the wolf council and boy oh boy. He wanted the King to stand up for himself. A representative would mean either of his son's would represent him and that was something Alpha Alexander didn't want.
Suddenly an idea struck! On the bright side of things it'll be easier to claim back his mate. A knock sounded on his door pulling him out of his deep reverie.
“Yes, come in,” he drawled. The frown on his fac
