KANE'S POV
The deed has been done. He is gone for good now. Alas, the new dispensation the Trident pack is about to undergo is even nearer than I envisioned.
“The King just passed away. Why did you call us for this meeting? Isn't it too early for this?” One of the men quipped.
I gestured to one of the guards standing behind me. “Take this fool away and lock him up in the dungeon till I decide what to do with him,” I ordered the guard who quickly bowed in respect to acknowledge my words.
“Yes, my King,” he answered.
One of the elders, who was arguably the oldest, stood in shock. “Did he just refer to you as King?” He quizzed.
I straightened the hem of my jacket. “I'm sure you heard him loud and clear, old man. Unless of course you are already deaf. I wouldn't be surprised if any of t
